This was inspired by the rampant adoration of one of my friends, Justin, by two other of my friends, Erik and Tamara/Travis.
I took a photo of the sea cliffs outside (northshore Maui) to use for the background, at sunset. And of course, Misht Soloi obligatorily perches in repose and celebration of the twin souls reveling in their mutual veneration of... well, I guess it's not really about that, Erik seems preoccupied with his noni fruits, and Tamara's eyes hold something of a glassy look, as if Justin is only the shoddy cardboard cutout of that which s/he is truly chasing. And Justin, of course, with his modest ideals of peacefulness, is doing his best to lose himself in the protective cloud of tobacco. Native Americans used it for this too, you know.
... It was hilarious and magical when I drew it, anyway. But this is the last, I hope, that I shall have to do with this nonsense!
Artwork © 2009 Lynne
Additional Credits: Tamara, Justin, and Erik all belong to themselves

I'm drawing dark elves again!!!!
I'm fascinated lately with depths and black widow style sexual encounters and sorcery and power and, of course, dark elves. So, this is about all of that. She has slain her victim and taken his life force. Then, like a moth to a flame, she is drawn to something that nests its power deep in the earth... not that I'm sure what it is. Maybe a Dragon egg. Most things are Dragon eggs with me.

Dark things are not unseen in my gallery, but this is a little more obviously an aggressive playing out of my more repressed side.

It's watercolor, but I touched it up quite a lot on the computer to add to the dark and dramatic effect of it. A lot of the designs in this are inspired by Pan's Labyrinth.
Artwork © 2009 Lynne

This is my most brilliant conception that I am attempting to do justice to. At least, it was the picture in my sketchbook that I felt most drawn to doing something with. It is inked, and colored with watercolors.

Originally it was drawn as an expression of my attempt to understand something that was male--namely, the association between women or femininity, and death. Whether this is expressed in aggression towards women subtle, direct, or passive, or whether it is consciously recognized as the source of life that brings everything back into her cyclic depths, as the female has the magic of creating, nurturing, and sustaining new life, and every male is born of this and remembers somewhere the infantile terror of rejection by mother.

Maybe this is also a result of my involvement with a man who consistently employs vampiristic and controlling patterns, in some convoluted way of keeping me from leaving or rejecting him(?), combined with unpredictable rejections and 'preemptive strikes'... he accused me of cursing him, sometimes seemed to hate and view as ultimate threat my very existence, and was desperate to deny my sexuality. I did not feel that I could even exercise my own empowerment without sparking an Inquisition. He did all this with a game of superiority... very complex and subtle and manipulative. A man who hates being a man and hates women more for the power they have over his masculinity.

This art was an expression of him... as the way it will be in the end, the god that dies and is reborn every year at the behest of the feminine power of creation, and is asked to sacrifice his own blood to achieve her magic, and if there is fear in his eyes, it is only natural...

Of course he and every other male must understand that maleness is never the SUM TOTAL of your being, your soul, your ultimate potential. Never. Your biological and psychological expression in this lifetime, sure, and it is JUST as important as femaleness. We are here as male and female to heal the distortions, the war between them.
Artwork © 2009 Lynne

Another quick watercolor piece. This one is part of an exploration I was making of the new designs for Misht Soloi that have been occuring to me lately. A few times I dressed her in elaborate jewelry, which was beautiful but not inherent to her, and artistically I wished instead to experiment with various styles and color usage to give myself a more accurate picture of her energy. She is not always just solid black; perhaps she never was, and I'm only just figuring out now how to begin expressing this?
Artwork © 2009 Lynne

RAWR.

And yet I'm only looking at my family in this world... my Dragon family. Love 'em, hate 'em, there they are.

Artwork © 2009 Lynne
Additional Credits: To each their own soulular vibration

This is another image inspired by Elam and is of a character who appeared in my November 2008 novel...
The Dragon in this image seems to have some designs on becoming the Creator of the Universe but must devour in order to achieve this power. In the novel the character Dragon is named Iakam Byrn and, while not quite so lusty perhaps, has unerring confidence in the right to the Knowledge of Good and Evil, which he has claimed. Yet in the end I think he leaves the planet, and discovers in himself a sort of respect for the prey which desires not to be eaten and to have its own life.

Artwork © 2008 Lynne

Another piece of the 'story line' from the previous picture...

The yang and yin of my psychological depths, Rossi and Misht Soloi. The magnetism they hold for each other is matched and overpowered only by the Love of their common Source generated in their eventual union.
I don't know why Misht has blood furies, but I find them compellingly attractive in her company.
Larger version:
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Artwork © 2008 Lynne
Additional Credits: Blood furies are from HOMM5