L'Immeubleu
"A bit too Flanimaly for the purposes of this blog"? Did I really write that?* Like this blog has purposes. But see, I've kept my word. A monster a day. Where then are January 17th and 18th, Simon? Hahaha, shush. I'll make these posts more frequent too. The usual promised things.
Chimneycheeks
Christ Kong
Now... For the 4th I cheated a bit, and used an old monster from an early draft of a
thing, which is why it's so wordy. (I also considered the problem of the colour bleeding.)
Fathom the Starbat
Another possible solution to the colour bleeding: Draw nothing...
Your friends between the lines
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Just one of those Things
On Tuesday evening I finally got round to watching
The London Nobody Knows. Hence this. (Marie Lloyd was the Queen of the Music Hall. It's pronounced Marry though, so this doesn't work. I highly recommend the documentary by the way. You can learn a lot watching James Mason. I wish he was still around to stalk the Trocadero, and point at rubble with his cane, and sniff.)
Miss Hairy Lloyd
Centaurotaur
Half centaur. Twit. Now, this bleeding. What if the previous monster is the shadow of it successor?
Creeping Dorfish/Dangling Dorfish
Yuck. The word you can't read is "kennel". Or maybe "discarder"...
The Discarder
Dr. Uttoxeter
Sorry, doc. I had to make room for a collage.
That might solve the colour bleeding...
Zappa
Or charcoal...
The Strained
Remember to fix it with hairspray!
Brother Bossmonster
And be sure to use just the right amount
.
Stumpy
This last monster was based on a woman I saw in the "Troll 2" documentary
The Worst Best Film simply because I couldn't think of anything to draw and then remembered her face. I'm not convinced it's an entirely honest documentary, by which I mean: By golly, it's going to tell a story, so everyone is forced to find a presentable face to be filtered through their appearance in a terrible film made fifteen years ago. Really it's a documentary about itself. But this woman isn't in it much. She looks after her mother. She surrounds her house with signs warding off visitors. She claims she still works on her acting by watching the television and remembering things she likes. Well, good.
Me too. (See above.)
The Nonono
* No.