is my third cover artwork for a book or novel that is available for purchase on Amazon.
My dear friends Matt “Matticus” Blashill & Micheal “Revis” Hansen have worked very hard to give you another beautiful installment to this story. For those that enjoyed The Erratic Sun, I highly recommend this sequel.
If you aren’t familiar with either, I suggest giving The Erratic Sun a spin.
& If you’re into the fantasy genre, check out The Seven Sceptres as well. (Also available right here at CardCastles by clicking on the book in the sidebar.)
My younger cousin and I have been dialoguing a lot more recently and it’s opened my eyes to so many new things. One would be, I’ve never realized how similar we are as adults. I remember us running around as children and always having a great deal in common, but was blind to the fact that it transferred into adulthood.
We spoke about our family and our ethnicity and so many wonderful things. She is raising a child of her own and she is doing an amazing job, even being dealt a shitty hand. I am in awe of her. At 21 she has more maturity than some people twice her age.
This all sparked conversation in my own home about race and ethnicity and even more wonderful things. As that conversation was happening, I was sent some links to something that made me sick on Twitter.
People were (and still are) complaining about the race of a girl cast to play the new Ariel in Disney’s live-action version of The Little Mermaid.
What a bunch of fuckwits. Talk about a waste of space.
I’ve drawn and designed mermaids many times in my life and now I do so professionally, and I assure you, no where does it state they have to be a certain shade. I’ve even designed some with a lavender skin, or a greenish hue, sometimes pink; sometimes blue.
In the words of Jim Morrison, people are strange.
There are events going on in our country that are in dire need of attention, but these are the things some choose to get angry about.
The Shining Sea
I have a niece that I already know will very much look up to the new Ariel. Right now, her favorite is Moana for similar reasons. That alone makes me smile. That alone makes me want to give every one of those people complaining a great, big Jersey hello. (That’s the middle finger for those of you that’ve never been out here.)
So with that said, I hardly ever do fan art. About 98% of my art are originals. That being the case, I am going to make an exception for this next one and maybe a few others. After all, I plan on doing more of these for this movie coming up if time allows.
The following early concept is one of a limited edition series I’m doing on mermaids. This first one was inspired by the new Ariel.
Instead of me going back at some of those people that are spreading racist ideals on Twitter, this is going to be my retaliation. Share it if you can. Art speaks and it also teaches. Let the art teach. Maybe they can see its beauty and learn something.
It’s been a good long while since we’ve been around in the clouds.
The wind seems to have swept us away.
Although you’ll hear all about that in an upcoming Daydreams Diary, we wished to catch you up on some of what’s gone on while we were away.
We had originally planned just to be away for the holidays after our October festivities ended here last year. Then a few unexpected events took place. I ran into some financial issues with my home and business due to my medical issues in August of last year. After that I got word a close relative of mine’s health was dwindling. & My life changed overnight. Everything else stopped and it was like nothing else mattered at that moment but my family and those I love.
A lot had to slow down. We had to take a breather. We had to sort things out. Before we could do any of that I got a call that my favorite uncle, my great uncle, my grandfather’s brother, who basically took a hand in raising me (it takes a village) and had been there all my life and so much more, had passed away.
So many emotions.
More than I care to drown you with here.
Sad but beautiful.
My Uncle “Pat” Pasquale, had touched so many of our lives in different ways. Though, in the later years of my life I remember his MS getting worse. Sadly, in very recent years it took a turn for the worst. Though he lived a great, long life, my Uncle Pat. He was one of the greatest storytellers I have ever known.
At his wake, my cousin Randy said some very moving words about him that could not have been more true for any one of us. He spoke of how my Uncle Pat loved nothing more than being a Dad, a grandfather, part of our family, an elder, and the people in the room. He certainly loved all of us.
Those words inspired the title behind this work, mostly due to how during the whole very sad but love-filled process, there were certainly a few times I felt others in my life that have passed on in the room. Others that were close to my uncle as well. Others like my own mother, that I felt a little nudge from a few times. These are things I usually only share with that side of my family. My mother’s side. The one that has a line of women just like me that are not afraid to speak of such things. Though, I’m starting to think you’re ready. I’m blessed to have them. The people in the room.
It’s been a while since we posted some music along with one of our Sunday posts so what better choice to go along with this theme than to introduce to you my very gifted and gorgeous little cousin Nicolette.
“Your beloved Daydreams isn’t here right now. She appears to be…all tied up. I just may get cozy here. Yes, yes…I could get used to this.”
“When I came to my head was throbbing. Didn’t quite know what to make of it all. I was frightened—and cold. She was no longer here. Maybe that protection spell I cast on the gates finally took. I’m sure it won’t ward her off for long, though.”
We were not so sure about doing this whole thing again this year. There is a whole fresh hell of a lot going on behind the scenes. These circumstances have made it difficult on this trip. I apologize for not keeping up our tradition of ending this thing with a video. Some personal matters kept that footage from ever being shot & uploaded.
Despite those somber notes, we hope you had fun through each of the 31 days and nights. Will we do this again next year? Well, you’ve managed to talk me into it each year again since we started back in 2015. We shall just have to wait and see.
On behalf of Snapping Turtle Arts, I would like to thank Dean Kealy, Michael Patrick, and Bill Friday for joining us and lending their magnificent talents.
To the horror lovers here and overseas
We are so appreciative of all of you. Thank you for stopping in on each day! None of this would have gone down this year without your loving support and encouragement!
To my mentors
I saw you here lurking about. 😉 It means the world to me and my little family that some of you still care. We’ll try to put on a bigger show if we go at this thing again next year.
To our friends and family
Thank you for holding our hands when times get rough.