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to-the-starlit-west · 4 months
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it’s the girlos, probably on holidays in lanzarote or something. ukraine’s face is not nearly as round as it should be but what can one do. nollaig shona daoibh, a chairde. merry christmas.
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stairnaheireann · 2 years
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#OTD in 1597 – Death of Fiach MacHugh O’Byrne (Fiach Mac Aodh Ó Broin), Lord of Glenmalure.
#OTD in 1597 – Death of Fiach MacHugh O’Byrne (Fiach Mac Aodh Ó Broin), Lord of Glenmalure.
Fiach MacHugh O’Bryne (Fiach Mac Aodh ÓBroin) was the son of the chief of the O’Byrnes of the Gabhail Raghnaill. His sept, a minor one, claimed descent from the 11th century King of Leinster, Bran Mac Maolmordha, and was centred at Ballinacor in Glenmalure, a steep valley in the fastness of the Wicklow mountains. Their chiefs styled themselves as Lords of Ranalagh. The territory of the Gabhail…
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seeminglydark · 11 months
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Idk if this means anything to you but I'm a comic artist who's had a hard time doing art for a few years. The first four was because of life hardship and lack of time/chronic pain, but now lately I've had time but a mental block. I'm creeping up on 30 and felt bad about myself for "missing out" on my opportunity to be a comic artist. It was really validating to see you post about being 41 (correct me if I'm wrong) especially since you have such wonderful comics that I've been following for a while now. It makes me feel less like I'm wasting my time putting my things in order when I "should" be drawing.
Hopefully this doesn't come across as offensive or anything. It was just comforting and validating. Anyway, big fan! Love your characters a whole lot and hope you have a good day!
Dear Anon
I am 41 years old. I have wanted to make comics my entire life. before my dad got sick, and my childhood kinda fell apart, all i did was draw. after that, i used the stories in my head to cope. life moved on. i was convinced not to accept a partial scholarship to an art school in California. life got hard. i worked at a hotel, and after i escaped an abusive relationship at 22 i hitchhiked/bused far far away to start over. i tried to make comics again, but i had to survive, and so i got another job doing the only thing i knew how to do, hotels. and i worked. and worked. and life got harder and times got heavier and i didn't get time to draw and i worked double hours, 15 to 17 hours a day. and i went four years without drawing a single thing.
i kept working myself into the ground. i was 29 now. i picked up a pen again and drew a red haired boy. he had a hard life and no love and no friends. his problems were on the outside, for everyone to see. he ran away but his problems went with him.
i was 32. surely i was too old now. my time to be an artist was gone. i had no school. no hope. i was so far behind the younger gen i saw online. i cried. all the time. i wrote stories in my email drafts while i worked shifts. i stayed up late trying to learn how to draw again. i cried some more. the boy grew. i called him Fiach. worthy. a raven. later i renamed him Avery. he was like a bird, he had wings, he was my hope. i started writing some friends for him. the people i wished i had around me.
i started finding time and space. i got a new job, something where i was lucky enough to set my own hours. for the first time i had a partner who believed in me. things were hard. but i was drawing now. and that helped.
i went on a road trip and i started drawing pages of an unnamed story on 6 by 8 paper in a sketchbook. i drew 20 of them. 'what could i call this?' i thought. Nothing Seems as Dark...no says my partner. Seemingly Dark. he made me a logo. i was 35. i bought an ipad, i cant do this on paper, its too much story i have too much to say. so i learned how to draw digitally by tracing my own trad art pages.
I spoke to my dad for the last time on June 17th, fathers day that year. he said 'you're good. i'm proud. and you're gonna do amazing things. none of this is your fault. and we will speak again soon.' i didn't know id never hear his voice again. he died a week later.
i turned 36. i kept trying. i'm old, i don't understand the internet. how can i share this?
i stumbled across Lore Olympus. i was introduced to webcomics. id read comics online before but the thought never occurred to me. i opened an account on Tapas. and then i stared at it. what if no one likes it. what if its bad. my art isn't good. i should wait til i'm better. but will i ever really be better? or will i always believe that tomorrow is better? do it now. if even one person gets something out of this story, this story about a boy who is you, a boy who looking for hope, a boy who might make it, then that is enough isn't it.
June 17th 2018 i launched Seemingly Dark.
SD's five year anniversary is in a week. 0ver 700 pages. leaps and bounds in progress with my skills. a printed comic under my belt as of monday. i was always a storyteller. but i was always an artist too.
I am 41 years old, dear anon. I did not truly embark on this journey til i was 35. life got in the way. even now, chronic illness gets in the way. but its worth it. its never ever too late. i believe in you the way my dad believed in me. i reset my life again and again. but I was always an artist. and if thats who you are, and who you want to be, even if things dont go the way you wished they could, you're an artist too.
im 41 years old. i speak about my age, even though i often feel too old to belong in spaces, cuz really, in this case age is just a number. take care of yourself. do what you need to do. and little by little, when your able, carve out your space until it becomes more of a habit. sometimes i think about all the years i lost not drawing or creating. but there's a lot of factors that make me believe had i made my story then, it wouldn't be the story it is now, i needed to live a bit. i needed to find myself. i know this was long, but i just wanted you to see i also had to put my life in order, and getting notes like this reminds me it wasnt at all a waste. im glad i could offer you some comfort. thats honestly the best compliment i could ever receive.
TL;dR I was 35 when i sat down and seriously started making comics, because life always got in the way and so did my confidence. i always feared being too old. im 41 now, still going strong.
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miaroseheart · 10 days
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No one asked for this, but here. I should be doing my art project, but oh well😝😝😝The fact that my Irish is better than my English anonnys me🥺🥺😔😔
Raven Queen = Fiach Banríon
Briar Beauty = Dris Áilleacht
Ashlynn Ella = Aisling Éile
Maddie/Madeline Hatter = Madailín Haitéir
Lizzie/Elizabeth Hearts = Eilís Hart
Kitty/Katherine Cheshire = Caitríona/Tríona (Their is no irish for Cheshire😾😾😾, the closest 'le cat a mbeadh bróga air', which means the cat with shoes on)
Bunny Blanc = Coinín Bán
Darling Charming = Muirnín Álainn
Duchess Swan = Bandiúc Eala
Cerise Hood = Silíneach Húda (Silíneach is used for cerise pink)
Ramona Badwolf = Ramóna Mac Tíre Dona 
Holly O'Hair = Cuileann Gruaige
Poppy O'Hair = Póipín Gruaige
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"What is happening?! My body feel sticky! It's heavy and soft at the same time... I can't move as I want... This... Feel weird..."
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gigi-the-drow · 6 years
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happy birthday dude @ask-the-purple-minion
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gawaininred · 2 years
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back onto the boards of the obra dinn w/fiach tonight to find the cause of all this infernal hallooing and mutiny!  join us in losing our minds over lucas pope’s monster design.  starting at 8:30 EST. fantastic thumbnail art by fiach <3 twitch link in my bio and I’ll post when we’re going live as well!
when I asked Fiach if he could do some art for the starting soon screen/thumbnail his face lit and he was like “I’m doing to draw us as little ship guys.  I’m going to draw myself in a tartan.” and disappeared for two hours to produce this
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navnlark · 2 years
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The first two parts of my first Haven SMP episode are up on my YouTube channel, and the third part will be up tomorrow at 12:00pm EST! Have the thumbnails for the three videos, because I’m really happy with how they turned out. (And the lovely art of c!Navn in these is by Fiach aka https://total-amnesiac.tumblr.com/!!!)
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m0r1bund · 4 years
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[Image: The mouth of a canyon, and the steep dam that bisects it. Poised atop the wall is the ghostly X, a colt-like esk on skinny black legs. They list awkwardly over the edge, peering deep into the waters below.
Rotting at the bottom of the reservoir are the remains of cattails and yerba mansa, painted black and eerily still in the waters. Among them is the body of another ghost, lying motionless in the waves...]
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i.
Who are you?
Where did you come from?
What is your name...?
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Oh.... This place has you by the neck.
Abandoned ◆ Treasure ◆ Explorations ◆ Decisions ◆ Read the full Natura Humana quest at TWWM! ◆
OTL apropos nothing, I've been losing it rightly listening to Iscariot by Walk The Moon. Does it have anything to do with this picture? No. Did I listen to it for ~5 hours while painting this? yes.
Anyway. This piece is part of a storytelling event over at Those Who Went Missing, linked above. I was on the fence about trying for it, haha... GR is in limbo, and I have complicated feelings about depicting abandoned places in my art. I didn't think any of my characters had anything interesting to say, until 2105 (of all characters) started tugging on my sleeves and reminded me-- hey-- dam removals? Those are the kinds of “ruins” I can get on board with.
I don't think any of the subsequent pieces for this event (if I get around to them) will be nearly this polished, but. Here we are! Celebrating the human element in anything is extremely my bullshit : -] also: little shoutout to artist Fiach's entry for this. inspired me to incorporate the globs of glass into the sun, hehe.
Now, as for why this dam is apparently still here and very much not removed... well... 2105 has a unique way of seeing the world, let's leave it at that.
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ask-de-writer · 4 years
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more art by Aranel the Cyborg, now @wind-the-mama-cat
1  Rarity - interior art for Among the Rom
2  walking sticks - interior art for Among the Rom
3  Twilight meets Esper - interior art for Among the Rom
4  Fade - interior art for Among the Rom
5  Moonbeam - interior art for Among the Rom
6  Luna - a study
7  cover art for Sometime Later
8  cover art for Children’s Play
9  cover art for Starcalled
10  cover art for Fiach Na Fion
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to-the-starlit-west · 4 months
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[weakly flicks hand] nya!
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i hate this stupid show it ruined my life and killed my grandmother and put my cat in the grave.
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stairnaheireann · 2 years
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#OTD in Irish History | 8 May:
#OTD in Irish History | 8 May:
1567 – Shane O’Neill’s army crosses the Swilly estuary at Farsetmore, and is defeated in a pitched battle by Hugh O’Donnell. Many drown while trying to escape; O’Neill loses 1,300 men. 1597 – Death of Fiach MacHugh O’Byrne. Fiach Mac Aodha Ó Broin was Lord of Ranelagh and sometime leader of the Clann Uí Bhroin, or the O’Byrne clan, during the Elizabethan conquest of Ireland. 1796 – John Pitt…
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seeminglydark · 4 years
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Somehow the topic of the hitchhiker as an adult came up, which, is a thing. The original concept of Seemingly Dark (called One Tin Soldier) featured a 27 year old Avery Fiach Jones, but since I don’t like looking at old art, I sketched up a quick version that isnt from 10 years ago (visuals still the same though, hes one of my oldest characters and physically hasnt changed much) and it came out cute so now you get to peep your eyes on my grown ass son.
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clan-fuildarach · 7 years
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so clan fuil darach is now confined to a ship stranded off the coast of the ashfall waste. they can’t sail just yet - the cú na mara was damaged in the battle that saw its former beastclan owners ousted and its repairs might take some time (there was enough replacement wood for masts and cotton for sailcoths, the problem is getting it all up in place and functional)
first order of business: luke and vaska. over the course of their imprisonment together luke fell into a mentor role, teaching vaska simple healing magic. she wishes to continue this education. since she now has to work without her friends ebb and naika there to back her up, she feels it would be best to expand her skillset as much as possible. she is very enthusiastic, determined, and insistent on being educated. 
unfortunately, the moment she became a willing student - who wanted to learn by choice rather than just because she had to - luke immediately stopped wanting to teach her. it’s still such a big responsibility to take on a full-time apprentice and although they’re a good teacher, this whole business sort of represents a departure from how they thought their life would turn out, and they still need to think it over carefully. it’s kind of scary too to have someone actually choose to look up to you like that.
now that the clan is back together (minus delta who is still awol), fiach is there to lend a helping hand with the whole magical education business. but fiach has his own student and zeta still has so much to learn. luke tried to get fiach to take on vaska too, but fiach can’t divide his time between that many people (he’s a father again, too, and the clan’s main emissary). 
but it falls upon fiach to get luke and vaska to co-operate with one another. but also fiach is kinda like, look luke you’re not my child any more i can’t fight your dumbass nonsensical battles for you, this is a situation for you to resolve. and also to vaska he’s like listen you can’t force somebody to teach you, stop coming on so strong, etc. etc 
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"It's GAME OVER for you..."
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to-the-starlit-west · 4 months
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its like if someone took my brain and poured it into a food processor. and then . well. you know. and now i'm like this. designs, colours and heights subject to change but whatever for now
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