The Yellow Dragon's Lair

nevequevoa:

Gentle Companion” Acrylic on wood, 24 x 30 inches. ‘Good vs. Evil’, Dec. 15 at WonderGround Gallery in the Downtown Disney® District at the Disneyland® Resort in Anaheim, CA.

Destino

Some original uncoloured Black&White pencil drawings of The Inkblood Once-ler.

Some original uncoloured Black&White pencil drawings of The Inkblood Once-ler.

“Insanity”
For The Dark-ler.
Well… insanity. How bad can he possibly be…

“Insanity”

For The Dark-ler.

Well… insanity. How bad can he possibly be…

mrvikkiethecrucian:

ask-steampunk-onceler
“The Nightmare”
For The Dark-ler.

“The Nightmare”

For The Dark-ler.

timburtonstuff:

by *LucasParolin

andispyralgoesmad:

Okay, I am going to blame Samy, dezzoi, and his twin the professor for this. Entirely.

I know I ain’t widely known in this fandom nor even liked that much due to my bluntness, but I love the Once-ler. Every ounce of him. So here he is throughout the years how he went from a happy-go-lucky stranger to a broken lonely soul.

I have Samy’s brilliant expressive works all over my dash and always loved Dezzoi and Pomzini’s interpretation of the dude how he looks very monstrous as a rich jackster, so calloo-callay.

Art, pain and the fandom

I’m tired. Maybe I have been in the fandom for too long. Honestly, I have started to forget the original movie, original plot. It’s hard for me to keep it in my mind for such long time. But here I can express myself, even if almost no one notices. I still have a lot of energy, but most of it fed by pain. That’s why I prefer to draw The Dark-ler now. He is very suitable character for this. Not to mention my love for that type of stories that he has.

Well, I don’t know what kind of pain my one is. It’s just something that I feel almost constantly. It seems that I need company, but my mind is too different from others, so it’s hard for me to communicate with other people. I don’t like things that most people adore. Honestly, I hate all kind of perverted sexual fantasies and all things like that. I think it’s disgusting. I always think deeper, try to find an inner sense. I need company badly, yet I enjoy to be alone. And if I don’t talk to people it is not mean that I don’t pay attention to them. I just don’t know what to say.

Emotions and colours. They are basis of my perception. Stronger feelings, brighter colours… They are my inspiration for art, but… But I’m tired of emotions, of that damned pain. The past few days I almost didn’t feel it. It was wonderful. But it has returned. And this means I must draw again. Draw to let it out. But each drawing exhausts me.

Life of an artist. Heh…

I still have some ideas for drawings in my head. And even an unfinished drawing with The “Normal” Once-ler. But I’m so, so tired. I don’t know what I’ll do next.

And also I wanted to say that I still love The Inkblood Once-ler. He’s my absolute favorite here. I just can’t draw pics both for him and The Dark-ler at the same time. As I mentioned before, each drawing exhausts me a lot, and I don’t draw pointless ones. I try to put sense in my drawings. I think that The Dark-ler needs my attention more now, ‘cause he’s all alone, and Mr. Inkblood is quite popular.