"Feuilly was a fan-maker, an orphan, who with difficulty earned three francs a day, and who had but one thought, to deliver the world. He had still another desire - to instruct himself, which he also called deliverance. He had taught himself to read and write; all that he knew, he had learned alone. Feuilly was a generous heart. He had an immense embrace. This orphan had adopted the people. Being without a mother, he had meditated upon his mother country. He was not willing that there should be any man upon the earth without a country. He nurtured within himself, with the deep divination of the man of the people, what we now call the idea of nationality. He had learned history expressly that he might base his indignation upon a knowledge of its cause. In this new upper room of utopists particularly interested in France, he represented foreign nations. [...] This poor workingman had made himself a teacher of justice, and she rewarded him by making him grand."
from Les Misérables by Victor Hugo (Charles Wilbour translation)
100 Pictures Challenge #81: Pen and Paper.
I know, "Les Mis" and "digital art" totally don't go together. In my defence, I did try to paint it to look more traditional-like.
I just needed to do this. I've been holding back my need to paint for over a month, letting it build up to a critical point; it needed to be let out now, in whatever form it assumed.
Don't ask what a workingman is doing at home during daylight hours. Maybe it's Easter. Maybe, like in MmeBahorel's Corner of the Sky fic, there's more to Feuilly's history than just fanmaking. Come up with your own plausible scenario.
The hole-in-the-wall "bookshelf" isn't canon, but homage to a_maguerite's excellent A Spot of Arago, in which Feuilly shares a makeshift shelf with Musichetta next door.
To my watchers: Don't worry, I don't plan on inundating my gallery with LM art. But you might expect one or two every now and then. [Be quiet, TankMagnet.]
I'm now reading the non-abbridged version (yeah, you got me to do it) and progressing very slowly - Hugo's writing is interesting but also very elaborate - so I haven't yet reached this young man's introduction but the picture certainly makes me curious. Awesome work, as usual!
The perspective on the desk, the wall and the papers on the wall are not right. It throws a perfectly well-executed character illustration into misalignment. It's like you selected several vantage points.
Hands, facial expression are great, although you can blend around the lips a bit? Not so hardlined. I love the the folds and lighting in the textile. Reminds me of De Sarto who was also good with creating that illusion.
Sorry, I thought I was being offensive somehow. You don't actually need to fix anything, it doesn't detract from the picture. It's that the view of his eye doesn't seem consistent with this angle, and his philtrum seems as though it's been placed too far forward. I could be wrong.
Um, I'm sorry if *I* sounded offensive. I just meant that, while I appreciated comments in any form, I couldn't fix anything if I wasn't told exactly what's wrong with the picture. (I'm weird like that; I need very specific instructions to do *anything*). Thanks very much for pinpointing the problem; I did think something was a little weird about the eye, but didn't know what it was. I'll go fiddle with it and see what I can do.
I don't think a single one of your fans here (or anywhere, for that matter!) would complain about anything that inspires paintings like this, Far--digital or otherwise... Let Les Mis be the catalyst, I say!
This is so...emotional...for me: the warm softness of the light, his contemplative expression, as though his thoughts and vision are focused far away, or perhaps deep within... His hands really catch my eye: the pen, poised just above the paper, the beautifully arched fingers marking his reference in his well-loved tome--I notice hands a lot, since I have such trouble with them myself (and using your own for a model is a trick I've resorted to myself from time to time--it's wonderful when it helps! )... The folds and textures in the clothing, all the lovely subtle details in the room--it's all just marvelous, and really touches a deep chord in me. Beautiful work!
[Fans? what fans? Unless you're talking about the electric variety (and mine aren't hi-tech enough to speak, alas), I don't know what you're talking about. ]
Thank you very much, FF. I'm happy, as always, for your support, and I always love reading your comments - your interpretations give my pictures that much more depth than I consciously plan, and let me see things through your eyes. And haha, let Les Mis be the catalyst indeed... Would you care to repeat that to the person who drew THIS, please?
This is marvellous! His sleeve and all those folds and turns - well that is to pick one thing out and really the whole thing is just sublime - I have a very special file for paintngs like this one masterpieces
He was not willing that there should be any man upon the earth without a country. He nurtured within himself, with the deep divination of the man of the people, what we now call the idea of nationality.[...] This poor workingman had made himself a teacher of justice, and she rewarded him by making him grand."
What a beautiful and inspiring passage, isn't it? I think it's lovely to have a sense of nationality and of love for your country, and in a way, it's inevitable to at least feel alluded when they speak of it. Being born in a place and moving early to another, I think I sort of lack that, and I appreciate people who do have it. But in return for that, I think I've learned that home is just where you feel good.
Philosophic ramble aside, I really love this. I know common sense says "Le mis" it's more likely to be represented through traditional media, but your efforts of emulating it didn't go unnoticed. The table and the clothing called my attention. You fake the details damn well!
Indeed! that's one of my favourite passages in the book. And I agree: home is wherever you feel happy in.
Thanks very much, Romy. And haha, yeah, I thought "Les Mis" and "digital art" was like a marriage made in hell, not that it deterred me in any way! I gave up my hard brush for this one picture, and used two customs that I made a while back: a speckly-scratchy one, and one that made strokes like a palette knife.