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Loki and Sigyn by Muirin007
Loki and Sigyn
Beware-thar be a loooong description below. I have a lot to say about this piece!

I've been super interested in Norse mythology ever since I watched the first Thor film two...three? years back? I knew the very, very basics but was curious as to how the comics and films differed from the source material. Turns out, Stan Lee and co. took oodles of liberties with their Norse gods. Fun liberties, don't get me wrong. I love their comic liberties. But the original material is amazing, too. Especially Loki. No wonder he's such a source of intrigue for scholars. 

I'm very curious about Sigyn, his wife in the myths. She's not mentioned in detail, other than the famous passages that describe her holding the bowl of snake venom over Loki when he's bound to the rock as punishment for being a gigantic troublemaker. But it made me wonder about their story. How they met, what made Asgard's resident trickster actually get married, what her personality was like--because again, she certainly isn't fleshed out to the extent that her husband is. 

Her name translates to something like "victorious girl-friend," and she's often referred to as the goddess of fidelity--ironic, considering Loki was anything but. I just kept wondering what kind of woman it would take to put up with Loki's crap. And I came to the conclusion that she had to have been a firecracker. The myths don't say anything of the sort, so I filled in the holes. In my book, she has to have wit and cunning that matches her husband's, as well as a mischievous side. I like to think that she stops short of um, you know...murder and sparking the apocalypse, but for the most part, she's just as much of an adventurer as Loki (though perhaps not when it comes to sexual escapades. Loki needed to settle the crap down, I swear).

She's not afraid to get her hands dirty, thinks it's impractical to go riding wearing a gown and so she wears men's clothing when she's out and about. Can hold her own physically in a fight but, like her husband, prefers to maneuver her way out of sticky situations using her intellect. I do think she's softer than Loki when it comes to loving other people, and is the goddess of fidelity in the sense that when she does love someone, she loves them fiercely, hence her devotion to Loki when he's in the really, really unpleasant Old Norse version of the time-out corner. 

So they both bicker and squabble and constantly threaten to leave each other permanently, but at the end of the day, they always come back to each other and are always ready to take on a new adventure together. She has to be called "victorious" for a reason, right? It's because she kicks butt. Including her husband's. 

I can't shake the image of Tom Hiddleston as Loki, but I wanted to lend him a myth-ier appearance for this, something mischievous and reminiscent of Puck in "A Midsummer Night's Dream" (yes, I know we're talking Old Norse, not Shakespeare, but Puck and Loki probably would get along swimmingly, so bear with me here). And I know he's traditionally thought of as having red hair due to his association with fire, but he's never actually described as having red hair. And the whole fire thing is due to an issue with a false cognate that confuses "Loki" with "Loge," which actually does mean fire. All we know from the Poetic Eddas is that he's very handsome, but that's it. I toyed with the idea of giving him red hair here, but settled on movie Loki's black hair with some random red streaks in it--which I like to think popped up when he married Sigyn as a tribute to HER red hair because, aw, he loves her. 

For whatever reason, I've also always pictured myth Loki with black talon nails. And tattoos.  I have no idea why. I like the idea of his tattoos actually moving--sliding around under the skin like snakes. 

Rose Leslie was the inspiration for Sigyn. Confession: I've never seen "Game of Thrones" but it looks fantastic and the first time I saw Ygritte, I thought, "That's it. That's Sigyn, dirt, grime and all." So there you go. :lol:

Also, if Loki and Sigyn tickle your fancy, you have to check out this fic www.fanfiction.net/s/8864747/1… it is, hands down, the best integration of the movie-verse with the myths. And so like how I imagine the dynamics between the two. It heavily inspired this piece. 
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You cannot make her love you. by Muirin007
You cannot make her love you.
"I will not let this lie, Erik," I said. My voice did not sound like my own--a low, weary growl tinged with raw anger. I leaned in, my jaw set. "You will not imprison this girl. Do you hear me? I will not stand for it."

His sunken eyes flashed a sharp yellow as they surveyed me from beneath hooded lids. I imagined he cocked a brow beneath the smooth porcelain of his mask.

"Of course you will not stand for it," he said coolly. "You will doubtless charge into the fray bent on rescuing the fair maiden from the monster's clutches, trailed by hordes of villagers brandishing torches and pitchforks. I must say, Nadir, the entire plan smacks of banality. But then again, you never were one for panache."

He rose from the chair in one fluid motion and swept toward the hallway like a shadow sliding across candlelit walls.

"Now remove yourself from my premises," he said without looking back at me. One skeletal hand waved in a languid, dismissive gesture. "I've much to do and I tire of your heroism. Foist your nobility upon someone foolish enough to give a damn."

I shot up out of my seat, heat pricking my neck and ears and pulsing furiously in my skull. Anger had always suited me ill. I was not by nature an angry man. I disliked the risk it posed to my reason. I disliked its clipped tones, sheathed like poisonous daggers beneath my tongue.

Yet I owed it to Mademoiselle Daae to give my fury free reign. If that was what would protect her, then so be it.

She would not become his casualty.

I would not allow it.

"Erik!" I called.

He made no indication that he had heard me and continued his silent exit.  He had nearly reached the door. I shook my head and took several steps toward his retreating figure. And that heat creeping in tendrils about my throat suddenly seized it and spilled out of my mouth in a rush of indignation.

"You cannot make her love you! You cannot! She WILL not! Not like this!"

He froze.

Every muscle in his body pulled taut, every tendon in his twitching hands stilled and calcified into granite. His breathing had stilled and stopped, and concern momentarily flared brightly in the back of my mind.

But slowly, deliberately, with an almost palpable, seething menace, he turned. In an instant, the hostility in his gaze flared with godlike vivacity. No man on the receiving end of that gaze had ever lived to describe it. I felt keenly the weight of my error--he meant destruction, and I stood heedlessly in his path.

Yet as quickly and as vividly as that fury had appeared, it suddenly flickered and sank, like the sun drowning in the horizon of a twilight-soaked sea. 

And the darkness it left in its wake was infinitely barren.  

"Get out," he said quietly.

He stared at me unseeing. When I did not move, some force remote from his being spurred him into motion once more.

"Get out," he intoned, "or I will eviscerate you where you stand."

Somehow, that low, deadened echo was more terrifying than the heights of his violence. 

Fixing him with one last determined look, I held up my hands and backed away, around him, and toward the door. He did not move. He did not watch me leave. He stared, motionless, at the spot where I'd stood, and he scarcely appeared to breathe. 

In the dim lighting, the jutting angles of his figure blurred into the heavy, encroaching darkness.


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I found some screen caps of Loki being quietly menacing in The Avengers and, yes, we've been over this before, but in certain ways, he reminds me so much of Erik that I had to use him as a reference for everyone's favorite Opera Ghost. I meant to add Nadir and dialogue and appropriately dim lighting, but the drabble above that was swimming around my head got the better of me while I was drawing this, and I copped out so I could write it.

I so wish I had the resources and talent to animate an original(ish) version of Phantom, because Erik in motion is so crucial to the way I picture him. Who knows? Maybe I'll make a live-action film version one day and find an actor who can capture Erik's subtlety. I imagine Erik's movements to be fluid and elegant, but always tinged with subtle hints that he's frayed and fraying around the edges. I absolutely LOVE it when actors understand how critically important the human body  is when it comes to conveying emotion, particularly emotion under restraint. Ralph Fiennes is brilliant at it. Subtle changes in the eyes that convey vast emotional turmoil. A certain tilt or slight hunch of the shoulders, something white-knuckled in the hands....sort of a low, simmering turmoil that eventually erupts is just Erik to a 't' in my book. 

I always try to etch weariness into Erik's features when I draw him. Not just a "exams-are-coming-up-and-I-need-a-long-nap" sort of fatigue, but the kind that permanently settles into your bones when you've seen and felt too much. The kind that slowly begins to inform your every movement. So no matter how menacing Erik looks, I want to ensure that somewhere, that weariness is apparent in his features. That doesn't mean that he's dulled in any way--it just means that I try to infuse him with a mix of passionate, almost desperate vitality and complete and utter exhaustion. Like when you're so tired you feel like you're going insane, and everything's just sort of buzzing around the edges. 

This is why Erik is my favorite character of all time. I'm (obviously) a very visual person, and I always picture things in terms of how it would play out in a performance or on a canvas. Sometimes before I draw, I'll act out the movements myself and take pictures for reference. It's almost like muscle memory that I can then transfer to the page. If I remember how, say, my back or the set of my jaw felt when I was acting out a panel, I can put that feeling into the sketch, along with the emotion that goes with it.

Erik's such an endlessly compelling character, so I've sort of infused him with all of these physical quirks and ticks and it just makes me love him even more. :lol:

Incidentally, I'm so pleased with how the fourth panel came out. You can't even see his face (or lack thereof), but it's probably the closest I've ever gotten to drawing how I picture him, movement-wise.

Phantom of the Opera belongs to Gaston Leroux.
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Journal Entry: Thu Feb 19, 2015, 11:12 PM
My apologies for the relative silence around here. My dog passed away this past Tuesday, and the loss has hit me incredibly hard. He had been very ill for a long time and his death came instantaneously and naturally, so it wasn't drawn out. I'm so relieved he isn't suffering anymore. It was brutal watching him suffer.

He lived an extraordinary life. He was an amazing soul.  Such a strong personality. My entire family had such a deep, deep bond with him that "dog" doesn't even feel like the right word. He was Beemer. He was our boy. He took a part of me with him and the absolute emptiness is almost suffocating. It feels like it will never end.

I know it will get better. It did when I lost my kitties three years ago. But I still miss them every day. And right now, it's so hard. Animals mean the absolute world to me. Beemer came to us when he was only 5 weeks old. I was 11. We both grew up together and stuck together no matter what. Two years ago when I was very ill,  Beemer was constantly at my side. Just knowing he was there helped me get through it. It's so, so hard to know that I can't hold him and help him and kiss him and make him feel better. I wish, I just wish, that there was some way to know that he's okay right now. That he's not alone or scared. That God's taking care of him. Because that baby so deserves it. He meant everything to me. 

I keep expecting to hear his collar jingling or to see him peeking his head around the corner or wiping his poopy butt on the rug or jumping up on my bed and plopping down next to me. Or whining at the pantry for treats or for his leash to go for a walk. Or barking at us because he's excited to go to the puppy store. The whole house is just painfully empty. There's a hole in my heart. I miss him. God, I miss him.

I'm sure many of you know exactly what this feels like. "Pet" doesn't cut it--he was, as melodramatic as this sounds, one of the great loves of my life. 

Beemer, my baby, I will love you forever. Thank you for choosing us. I hope that somehow, someday soon, you let us know that you're okay.





Bedewed With Pleasures by Muirin007
Bedewed With Pleasures
"I never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it; my Fancy was affraid [sic] of it, lest it should burn me up. But if you will fully love me, though there may be some fire, 'twill not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with Pleasures."
~John Keats to Fanny Brawne, July 8, 1819

Relatively quick ballpoint pen and colored pencil sketch I did on Valentine's Day. Not my favorite piece I've ever done, but it came from one of those "Oh, my gosh, I love Erik and Christine so much" episodes that tend to smack me upside the heart every few minutes, so I had to get it out. :) And I'll never say no to ink drawings! Cross hatching is one of my favorite things to do.

(Border courtesy of Pixlr.)
Phantom of the Opera belongs to Gaston Leroux.
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Music of the Boogie Night by Muirin007
Music of the Boogie Night
Every time I read Leroux's description of Erik as a "skeleton in dress clothes," this is immediately what comes to mind. Because he's obviously wearing those dress clothes for a night on the town. There's no way Erik isn't a dancing queen.

...I have officially spiraled into the depths of insanity.

Reference: i.ytimg.com/vi/DWtS9ejqS_8/mqd…

Phantom of the Opera belongs to Gaston Leroux. 
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Devious Journal Entry

Journal Entry: Thu Feb 19, 2015, 11:12 PM
My apologies for the relative silence around here. My dog passed away this past Tuesday, and the loss has hit me incredibly hard. He had been very ill for a long time and his death came instantaneously and naturally, so it wasn't drawn out. I'm so relieved he isn't suffering anymore. It was brutal watching him suffer.

He lived an extraordinary life. He was an amazing soul.  Such a strong personality. My entire family had such a deep, deep bond with him that "dog" doesn't even feel like the right word. He was Beemer. He was our boy. He took a part of me with him and the absolute emptiness is almost suffocating. It feels like it will never end.

I know it will get better. It did when I lost my kitties three years ago. But I still miss them every day. And right now, it's so hard. Animals mean the absolute world to me. Beemer came to us when he was only 5 weeks old. I was 11. We both grew up together and stuck together no matter what. Two years ago when I was very ill,  Beemer was constantly at my side. Just knowing he was there helped me get through it. It's so, so hard to know that I can't hold him and help him and kiss him and make him feel better. I wish, I just wish, that there was some way to know that he's okay right now. That he's not alone or scared. That God's taking care of him. Because that baby so deserves it. He meant everything to me. 

I keep expecting to hear his collar jingling or to see him peeking his head around the corner or wiping his poopy butt on the rug or jumping up on my bed and plopping down next to me. Or whining at the pantry for treats or for his leash to go for a walk. Or barking at us because he's excited to go to the puppy store. The whole house is just painfully empty. There's a hole in my heart. I miss him. God, I miss him.

I'm sure many of you know exactly what this feels like. "Pet" doesn't cut it--he was, as melodramatic as this sounds, one of the great loves of my life. 

Beemer, my baby, I will love you forever. Thank you for choosing us. I hope that somehow, someday soon, you let us know that you're okay.





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Ohdotar Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
okay help what just happened
a super huge thank you for the watch
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Shaonhaerin5Hobbit Featured By Owner Jan 29, 2015  Student Interface Designer
congratulations!
your drawings are beautiful !!
Erik and very well done, your design style and interesting, the characters designs are thin and long ....
and i love it!

continues, because they are beautiful !!!

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MYthology1 Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2015
Have you ever heard of Julian Richings? He played Death in Supernatural. He is very gaunt and looking at him helps mw to draw emaciated characters, though you draw them very well as it is. 
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rawenna Featured By Owner Jan 25, 2015
Thanks a lot for the +fav!  :D (Big Grin) 
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HollyDesigner Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2015  Student Digital Artist
amore incondizionato per i tuoi lavori
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Pinstriped-Pajamas Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Your Phantom art just blows me away! Exquisite talent all over this gallery! :jawdrop:
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MachikoChan Featured By Owner Jan 2, 2015
Thanks for rekindling my love of The Phantom of the Opera. :love:
Your art is gorgeous and I love your sense of humor~!
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Starshadow16 Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2014  Student Writer
I just wanted to say that I REALLY love your artwork. the way you draw Erik inspired my own drawing )and hopefully more to come). Here it is, I drew it a couple days ago:
starshadow16.deviantart.com/ar…
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Werewolf289 Featured By Owner Dec 10, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I would appreciate it greatly if you could, perhaps, look at my gallery and give me a few tips. I'm not that good, but I'm going to keep trying. I love all of your Phantom art. :)
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DarkCreature999799 Featured By Owner Nov 8, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I keep seeing your wonderful images in youtube videos and now i actually found the person who makes them.:fangirl: 
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