Art of the Bard

Art of the Bard This page is dedicated to the art and writings of Thaumus the Bard, and the stories he has to tell.

Doodles
01/15/2025

Doodles

01/13/2025

I am tired of being Don Quixote,
or of burning like Icarus,
I just want somebody to love,
is that really too much to ask.

Finished this off last night!
01/11/2025

Finished this off last night!

Character the fourth!
01/11/2025

Character the fourth!

Character Designing 101:When I sit down to design a new character, or possibly redesign an older character, I will often...
01/10/2025

Character Designing 101:

When I sit down to design a new character, or possibly redesign an older character, I will often look through my older artwork for inspiration, as well as looking at art from other artists who I admire or anime I’ve enjoyed watching over the years. �The two characters here are both from older designs of mine from quite some years ago. Neither originally had anything to do with the other, but both found their way into my sci-fi fantasy romance. As much as I enjoy creating stories, I think character designing is what I enjoy doing the most. Trying to see what I can come up with next, or what I can redesign next. I am constantly looking through my vault of characters (diminished as it has become over the years) and trying to see if I can make something better or come up with something new that is at least as good.�Art is my life, and I’m glad I have the opportunity to share it with the world.
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01/09/2025

Death follows close to me,
blanketed like a shadow,
that darkens the homes as the sun sets,
through a curtained window.

Additions!
01/09/2025

Additions!

Doodling-McPhee, that is me…I mean, not really, but I AM doodling!
01/09/2025

Doodling-McPhee, that is me…I mean, not really, but I AM doodling!

01/08/2025

A hundred kisses to comfort you,
and a hundred more if you wanted me to,
my arms wrapped around you to keep you warm,
and to protect you from harm.

01/08/2025

I lazily lay here in my bed,
thinking of you thinking of me,
watching the space clouds slowly drift by,
the glow of your heart's beacon on my screen.

01/06/2025

Missing You

To my dad and my Aunt June,
how I miss the two of you.
Uncle Ernie and Aunt Jean,
why must life be so cruel and mean?
Uncle John and Uncle Jim as well,
oh how my heart fell.
Grandma and Grandpa Johnson too,
how I miss seeing both of you.
And let us not forget my mom,
my heart is still broken, though it's been three years long.
Grandma and Grandpa Crabtree also,
without you life has become so cold.
To all of my relatives who are gone,
I have been missing all of you for so long.

01/05/2025

Tattered Love Letters

You rammed the key into my heart,
and twisted it until it broke.
I collapsed onto my knees,
while upon my blood I choked.

You placed your foot upon my chest,
and gave me a mighty shove,
into the dark abyss I fell,
followed by tattered letters of our love.

All I wanted was to be yours,
and for you to be mine,
instead I am falling endlessly,
afraid to let go, not willing to die.

Was it something I said,
or something I did wrong,
this may be the end of my life,
but it’s not the end of my song.

01/05/2025

I write down these words,
until my heart bleeds,
putting emotions to paper,
is my creative need.

01/01/2025

They found me in my chambers,
my chest ripped open wide,
crimson sheets beneath me,
a look of horror frozen in my eyes.

12/30/2024

March of the Shroud

I woke up a different man than when I went to bed,
no longer among the living, but neither part of the dead.

I am exhausted and my feet are sore,
been walking for the past couple of months or more.

Nothing but a pair of threadbare pants and a raggedy coat,
dust and ash coating the back of my throat.

A yellow glaze has come across my eyes,
The Shroud’s infection has made it so I cannot die.

Other infected come out and create an ever growing throng,
together we raucously sing our broken throated song.

Drawing/inking part is pretty much done, just need the colors.
12/29/2024


Drawing/inking part is pretty much done, just need the colors.

12/29/2024

I open my mouth to as if to speak,
and gurgle on the ichor in my mouth
pausing in my attempted articulation,
I turn and head towards the drumming from the south.

Working on my next flower/butterfly piece.
12/29/2024

Working on my next flower/butterfly piece.

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A reel of my various Worlds Apart timelapses “Brady Bunch’d” together. I really love seeing both my digital art and traditional art (some of which was later redrawn in procreate) together like this. #art #traditionalart #ink #sketch #manga #procreate #indiecomics #worldsapart #onedirection

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