Posts tagged victorian.

The reward for finishing my book illustrations is to start a beautiful new sketchbook and draw a butt in it.

Mina Harker and some early Victorian spiritualists, because it’s that time of year.

I always found Dracula a lot more fun to dissect and analyze than actually read. Is it October yet?

First one to guess the year and designer of the dress gets a cookie.

Illustration for Chapter 4 of G.D. Falksen’s first book in The Ouroboros CycleA Monster’s Coming of Age Story. This is another favorite. Riding dress, amirite?

If you’d like to see them all, as well as the illustrations of my husband, Lawrence Gullo, do pick up your own copy! 

Illustration for Chapter 16 of G.D. Falksen’s first book in The Ouroboros CycleA Monster’s Coming of Age Story. This one was one of my favorites to do, not in the least because of the Victorian medical paraphernalia. 

If you’d like to see them all, as well as the illustrations of my husband, Lawrence Gullo, do pick up your own copy! 

It is done! All of the above images are now available as greeting cards in the Baritarian Etsy shop! Perfect for all your naughty Valentine’s Day needs - get on it.

As promised, some details on one of my big summer projects.  Lawrence and I are illustrating G.D. Falksen's next book, The Ouroboros Cycle, Book One: A Monster’s Coming Of Age Story, which will be out this fall. Here’s a glimpse at the first of my illustrations. Drawing grisly old men is kind of my new favorite thing.

Work on a commission, then draw some gay Victorians. This is a good system.

These two are a patron and a rent boy in some high-end mollyhouse. You can tell it’s high-end because of all the chinoiserie, obviously.

Holy crap, Uncle Monty’s Mollyhouse brought it to Steampunk World’s Fair! That was an intense one, and Fritz von Blitzkrieg is all blitzed out! And we even met some really sweet fans there. If you were there, 1. shame on you for not saying hi and 2. send us pictures if you have any! And thank you to everyone who came to see at the Goblin Market, the Absinthe and Mead Tasting and of course to our show! You were a fun crowd to bend over in lady’s knickers for!

I fucking love my house. Uncle Monty’s Mollyhouse is having a photo shoot in preparation for our performance in two weeks.

There’s no love story quite so tender as that of a young man and his carnivorous plants.

Silhouette demons - another set of 2.5 by 3.5 inch miniatures. The one in the Elizabethan ruff and the two Edwardians (middle) are my favorites.

Also, hello, recent followers! Where’d you babies come from?

Sketch page from today. I’ll be sad when the cream pages run out. Luckily, I have two whole sections of them!

I have been reading a lot of Cavafy lately, and thinking about how homosexuality found expression in Hellenism in late Victoriana.

One of Their Gods

When one of them passed through the market place
of Seleucia, toward the hour that night falls
as a tall and perfectly handsome youth,
with the joy of immortality in his eyes,
with his scented black hair,
the passers-by would stare at him
and one would ask the other if he knew him,
and if he were a Greek of Syria, or a stranger. But some,
who watched with greater attention,
would understand and stand aside;
and as he vanished under the arcades,
into the shadows and into the lights of the evening,
heading toward the district that lives
only at night, with orgies and debauchery,
and every sort of drunkenness and lust,
they would ponder which of Them he might be,
and for what suspect enjoyment
he had descended to the streets of Seleucia
from the Venerable, Most Hallowed Halls.

-Constantine Cavafy, 1917