Biography of my Life

As I mentioned earlier, I’m illustrating my brother’s book for a school project, and in order to credit me he wanted a brief biography.

This is what I’ve got:

“Ashley Weiler is a student at Washington and Lee University and isn’t quite sure where she’s from or what she’s doing with her life.  She knows she likes art, wandering in the woods, dogs, and fairy tales, but as far as she can tell you can’t major in Studies of Rejecting Reality.  So as of now, she does normal things like going to class and the throwing field events on the track team.”

I WANT ONE IN MY LIFE.

thegirlisbad:

A dik-dik, pronounced “dĭk’ dĭk”, is a small antelope in the Genus Madoqua that lives in the bushes of eastern and southern Africa. Dik-diks stand 30–40 cm (approx. 12–16 inches) at the shoulder, are 50–70 cm (approx. 20-28 inches) long, weigh 3–6 kg (approx. 7-16 pounds) and can live for up to 10 years

Look at this dog.

Now look at your dog.

Your dog will never be this beautiful.

Unless you’re Prof. Siehler, then yes.  Your dog will be.  Because this is his dog.

Not mine.

*SOB*

Notes from my global politics class today.

It was a productive day. :’D

“Foxes Mate for Life”

The lucky critters. :’D

Can somebody please slap this baby on a sweater or something?  I would die with joy. <3 <3 <3

My suitemate told me foxes mate for life and I squeed when this popped into my head. <3

Copic markers on coffee wash.

T-SHIRTS, STICKERS, IPHONE CASES AND MORE WITH THIS DESIGN AVAILABLE AT REDBUBBLE.

“Of Late November”

lol fox anatomy wats that?

Prolly one of my favorite works in a while.  Something about late November that really makes me want to art away the days… A lot of this picture is how I feel in late November.  Dazed, confused, yet comforted and a desire to comfort.

Had “What Child is This?” stuck in my head as I drew this.  Fox Jesus whaaaat?  I question you sometimes, brain!  Hahaha! XD

Copic markers on coffee wash on bristol board.

“And Little Red Seeks Revenge”

Okay, I’ll admit it–I’m a Little Red Riding Hood junkie.  The tale and its image just captivate me.  The symbolic nature behind it just make me giddy! -derpderpderp-

I use its symbolism a lot in my writing too.  Wolves can be human–and they devour innocence as their sustenance.  They twist those they taint until the creatures they feed on become wolves themselves.

I’m so fed up with scanners.  Blech. D:

Watercolor.

“It could be what you call a magical place, which it is”

My brother is doing a school project where they choose a stuffed animal to donate to a children’s hospital and write and illustrate a story to go along with it.  He asked me to illustrate for me and boy did I jump on that!

My mom complains that my brother is boring, that he doesn’t have any creativity, that all he does is play video games and feed off the imagination of others.  But she doesn’t know him, he’s brilliant.  Lazy, but with a stunning imagination.  He’s just afraid to show it, which is reasonable.  Our mom is a harsh critic and is quick to call things weird or only tell us how to make it better.  While that is important, children also need encouragement.  Her personality has dogged me for quite a while…

But, gosh!  When my brother sent me the first chapter, I was amazed and thrilled.  I’m debating whether or not to put it up here, but it’s one of the most darling things I’ve read in a while.  I can’t wait for the rest!

Pencil on coffee wash on bristol board.

“Not Robin Hood”

Character from book I’ve been writing since ages.  And, Lord! am I slow. XD

SO MANY COLORS, GAIZ.  SO MANY COLORS.  I used over sixty different markers on this.  SIXTY.  60.  YEAH.  PLEASE PUT ME IN A RUBBER ROOM. D:

But I like it despite those confused trees and streaky skies… WHY SCANNER?  Y U NO SCAN WELL?

Marker on bristol board.

“Best Christmas Photo Ever.” -js

Indeed! XD