Sunday, April 10, 2016

Zen and the Art of Avon


I was first introduced to Blake's 7 in the late '80s when I was visiting my friend Beck at college.   "There's a Blake's 7 marathon on PBS tonight!" 
"Oh, what's Blake's 7?"
"It's a British science fiction show about a bunch of space renegades. You'll love Avon."
             "Who's Avon?"

Subsequently, I found out who Avon was.

Of the five crew members of the rebel ship the Liberator (with its two super-computers, Zen and Orac), Avon was the brooding, scowling technical genius who you wouldn't want standing behind you on a cliff. He had questionable morals and he skulked about the ship in black leather and made derisive comments, especially at their idealistic leader Blake (played by Gareth Thomas).

"He's sarcastic," I said. "I like him."
Some of the highlights of my first couple episodes of Blake's 7 were Kerr "I am not expendable, I am not stupid, and I'm not going" Avon being the fastest draw in the west with a space gun/curling iron. And part of the fun was hearing actor Paul Darrow snarl, purr and growl the best dialogue in the show at friends and foes alike in his velvet voice. Sitting on the floor of my friend's dorm in front of a tiny television, we were several episodes into the marathon, watching him snarking and pissing off his fellow crew-members.
          ...And then came "Sarcophagus."


     "This one was written by Tanith Lee!" I said excitedly. (I was a huge Tanith Lee fan, having read her books throughout high school and college.) "This should be good. Wait... Avon's in charge now? How did that happen?" (There were a couple continuity jumps during the marathon...)
       "Blake went away."
       "Sure, he did... Why?"
       "Long story. Ssh."


And then Avon snogs an alien who has possessed telepathic crew-member Cally. So... it was almost like he was snogging Cally.
"YES!!" we screamed in unison, high-fiving each other. "Good ol' Tanith doesn't disappoint." I loved the weird, fantasy aspect of this episode with its Jungian archetypes. One guess which crew member was "the Shadow".

Avon to Dayna: "You've just cured my headache."
Years passed, and because of lack of Blake's 7 videos and dvds in this country, I wasn't able to see the infamous finale until many years later. (Although I knew about it, of course.) Only recently this year, I've finally watched all four seasons consecutively and re-acquainted myself with the show, picking out other favorite characters, aspects and episodes.

I especially loved the tough female crew members: pirate and Liberator pilot Jenna, mysteriously chosen by Zen; tough and innovative Dayna (who always had a hidden explosive on her somewhere as well as being the first woman on the show to kiss Avon, right after she rescues him. Go Dayna.) Soolin the gunslinger who had some fantastic lines a little too late in the show's last year (Gauda Prime was looming); and Cally, poor Cally. For an alien, she was also the everywoman trying to fit in.

And then there was Servalan, their arch-nemesis, who was beautiful and oozed fabulousness. (It was the '80s, after all.) All of these ladies need portraits someday as well.

Sometime last year, a FB and Twitter friend (Neil Rule. Thanks again, Neil!) told me that Paul Darrow had seen and liked some of my Doctor Who artwork, so that's how this project got started. After I fangirled like an idiot over that news, I decided I needed to do an Avon portrait. (Or two...)

The "he" in question being Peter Davison. And then Neil sent me this picture:
Neil (wearing my Fifth Doctor t-shirt), sitting between Servalan and Avon,
aka, Jacqueline Pearce and Paul Darrow.
!!!!! 
And so...
Some very rough sketchbook drawings:

My idea in the tiny thumbnail sketch (to the left) is  Avon transitioning after the destruction of Blake’s ship, the Liberator, and the new ship, the Scorpio. (I thought an apt ship name for a leader known for his sting.)      

The outfit he's wearing is from the episode "Terminal" which saw the Liberator exploding (along with the heartbreaking death of Zen). This is where it's argued that Avon started the downward spiral that would lead to his final fatal mistake in the last episode.                                                                                                                                        
Zen, the ghostly ship's computeris the hexagon framing device behind Avon.) He never actually has both those guns at the same time (before anyone gives me grief!) And the little super-computer Orac is  in the corner, a bit of a nightmare to draw in perspective. Sure, "he" only looks like a harmless box of junk.

Finally, I've got Avon transferred onto a good piece of paper and Orac in perspective (with all "his" wires and tubes and thingamabobs). The ship's computer, Zen, is  in the background. The picture would be mostly monochrome except for Zen's blue and yellow flashing "disco" lights.

The pencil drawing was lightly inked to get ready for all the detail and shading of the acrylic gouache (the fun part!) It looks pretty basic and plain at this stage. This is how I start all my pictures, with just the simple outlines indicated. I keep a photocopied sketch (from the original sketchbook drawing) taped nearby for reference. I also loaded my iPod with photo references I can quickly consult for Avon's two guns, transporter bracelet, holster, the two computers, etc.

Next: Avon and Zen get attacked by a giant sea sponge!
(Bear with me on this one: it's for the texture on Zen's screen.)

This was fun. Sponges are fun. And messy. This makes a texture I can enhance with a brush a little later.

Below: you can see more texture on Zen, more detail and outline (helped by a Pigma Micron brush pen).


More progress, and I turned on Zen's disco lights. I also re-painted the hand holding the Scorpio gun. And the final version again, below, with a sample background color.

This is first of two Blake's 7 pictures I'm working on.



I was also playing around in my sketchbook with my two favorite (male) characters, Avon and Vila (who is holding Orac. He always seemed to save Orac despite Orac "suggesting" Avon throw Vila off the escape ship in the episode "Orbit". As I said, not a harmless box of junk.)

The planet they’re on was meant to look a bit like the Season Four opening credits, but it also looks like they’re up to no good in an alien Monument Valley. This, I thought, might fit with the “western in space” theme of the show: all the characters are outlaws, chased by the evil Federation. In the sky is their ship of the last season, the Scorpio.

Servalan’s probably hiding behind one of those rock formations, ready to pounce with her goons. Or at least to snog Avon.

(Waiting for her portrait too or there will be hell to pay.)


"Beware, Colin Baker! We will curl your hair EVEN MORE!
Look what we did to Tarrant."


Sunday, April 3, 2016

Strange Days


By the hoary hosts of Hoggoth!
 
    My other favorite Doctor who debuted the year I was born (1963) is Doctor Strange. I discovered him when I was a very young pre-teen growing out of my Supergirl and Wonder Woman comics and finding what I thought of as the "more mature", teenager-friendly Marvel Comics. (These superheroes had Angst and Stuff™, like me.)   

     I had come across a discarded copy of The Defenders and found myself most fascinated by the guy with the mustache and gray streaks in his hair that the other Defenders team members were calling "Stephen". He had somehow been captured by demons and needed rescuing very badly. I later learned that this was Doctor Stephen Strange and he usually wore a grandiose cape with a high gothic collar because he was some sort of  magician, and this was his fashion sense. Or at least the Sorcerer Supreme's... and his powers weren't working well at the moment.
     This required further investigation on my part. (He seemed oddly sad in this particular comic and my teen-aged self wanted to make sure he was all right. He had Angst and Stuff™, apparently.)

      What this led to was my discovering what's been called the "trippy" and "psychedelic" weirdness of Steve Ditko's art, to be followed by such amazing artists as Gene Colan, Frank Brunner, P. Craig Russell and many others. Ditko originally based Strange's look on actor Vincent Price, but he went through many stages of handsomeness, from Errol Flynn to even Frank Zappa.

I still need Volume Four...
      Stephen Strange is a vain surgeon whose hands are scarred and crippled in a car accident. He travels the world in search of a cure and unwittingly finds himself in Tibet, where he meets a mysterious being named The Ancient One who sees that there is some hope and decency left in this arrogant, selfish man. And thus he trains him to become a dimension-hopping sorcerer who finally learns humility and becomes a hero. Angst and Stuff™ ensues. I ate it up.

Having fun with a blank
variant "sketch cover"and
my sketchbook drawing.

       The stories were just downright weird and the artwork was intricate, gorgeous and insane. I adored it. I found myself picking up issues of Doctor Strange intermittently through my college years, even though I was aware he wasn't exactly Marvel's top-selling superhero. (I went to college at Pratt Institute and often bought my comics in a small shop in Greenwich Village, the part of New York City where Doctor Strange's infamous Sanctum Sanctorum brownstone, with its distinctive window, was supposedly located.)

He tended to disappear and reappear in other characters' comics. I had hoped for years for a proper Doctor Strange film or television adaption, but knew his lack of sales probably would mean that it wouldn't be happening any time soon, if at all. And yes, I had seen the '70s Doctor Strange tv movie the first time it ever aired, and, well... just... no.) There was an excellent animated movie that Marvel released a few years back that changed a lot of the backstory but I enjoyed it nevertheless. This was closer to the Strange I was fond of.

      Oh, and then there was the Venture Brothers' Doctor Orpheus, of course, to hold me over with their wacky Doctor Strange parody. (Strange really needs a cat now and a goth teenage daughter... Doctor Orpheus is just so damned lovable.) BUT THEN I heard Stephen Strange's name mentioned for the first time in a modern Marvel film (Captain America: The Winter Soldier) which was the personal highlight of that film for me. Did this mean what I thought it meant...? After all these years, would we finally be getting a big-budget, special effects-laden, crazy Doctor Strange movie?

      Yes. And he would be played by Benedict (Sherlock) Cumberbatch. For me, it was like Christmas and Halloween (my favorite holiday) rolled into one. And did I mention it will also have Tilda Swinton, Mads Mikkelsen and Chiwetel Ejiofor in it? (Swoons)

   Initially I thought Cumberbatch was far too young for the part, but hey, he's got the cheekbones. And he can play angst and arrogance equally well. I am keeping my fingers crossed. I'm hoping for the Doctor Strange movie I've always wanted to see for our 53rd birthday in November, Strange and I.
 
And I need to draw more of my favorite Marvel character. But he needs to say this just once in the film.
                                                            Just once? Please?



Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Song for the Butterfly-Jellies


I painted my sketch of the Second Doctor. Patrick Troughton plays one of my favorite Doctors, and I adore him and wish more of his lost episodes could be found!

This was originally a sketchbook drawing. The reason behind this one is because of several sources mentioning that Patrick Troughton loved butterflies. He mentions them in an old PBS interview , and even the Second Doctor (right after his regeneration from William Hartnell, when his companions don't believe he's still the Doctor) says, "I'd like to see a butterfly fit into a chrysalis case after it spreads its wings." In his biography of his father, Michael Troughton writes that his father had used to collect them as a boy and, as an adult, used to call out the names of different species of butterflies when he saw them in the garden.

My idea here was for the Doctor to play a song on his trusty recorder for some weird alien jellyfish-butterflies, who probably appreciate his music more than his TARDIS companions ever did.

The picture is done in my usual way: acrylic gouache and ink, with Photoshop touch-ups.

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

ALL the Doctors are Done!

Sorry I haven't been updating this blog as frequently as I should have, but I've been happy to say I've been somewhat crazy-busy on lots of different projects... all at once! (And still maintaining a full-time job at a bookstore at the same time. Yes, coffee. Lots of coffee. Bring it on.)

Anyway, I last told you (in my previous post) that I was midway through my Doctor Who portraits. (And being a giddy fangirl.) And now, I'm happy to say: they're all DONE! All fifteen! (Fifteen, because I added two variants: two versions of the Eighth Doctor, and two versions of the War Doctor.) And yes, there's a distinct possibility that you might be seeing a non-canon Peter Cushing Doctor coming soon, as well as a Richard E. Grant Shalka Doctor... but that might be a little while yet.

Here are the Doctors that were still in progress when I published my last post, all finally finished. (See my previous post for the other finished Doctors.)

The First Doctor (William Hartnell)
Because he's the one who started it all, I wanted to make him look sort of like a wizard
coming out of his TARDIS. The scraps of paper blowing around him have the
date of the first episode, 23 November 1963. In the sky behind him is are
two "classic" versions of the Dalek saucers.
The Fourth Doctor (Tom Baker)
On Gallifrey, with its two suns, trusty K-9 and a bag of multicolored jelly babies.

The only one of my Doctors showing any teeth.
(I think Tom Baker has more teeth than the average human anyway.)

The Fifth Doctor (Peter Davison)
Playing cricket on Androzani, with the falling star in the sky symbolizing Adric.
Peter Davison has the hardest face of all the actors to get right.


Whereas Tom Baker and Patrick Troughton, for instance, pretty much
draw themselves, Peter has more delicate features that are
more difficult to exaggerate.




The Seventh Doctor (Sylvester McCoy)
The master strategist on a chessboard, things seemed to
blow up a lot around the 7th Doctor.

I decided Seven got to have Daleks in his picture because he infact blew up
the Daleks' homeworld, Skaro (although temporarily, it would seem).

(Also, I was given my very own question mark umbrella as a
Christmas present from my sister this year!)
The Eighth Doctor (Paul McGann)
I did a Time War version of Eight (which was in my last post) and that was
the only finished one I got to actually show Paul McGann when I met him.
(This earlier version of the 8th Doctor wasn't finished in time for that con.)


This is Eight from the tv movie, with his velvet frock coat and longer hair and
magnificent gothic TARDIS. (Still my very favorite TARDIS interior.)
The Young War Doctor (John Hurt)
Seen only briefly at the very end of  "Night of the Doctor", young John Hurt's image was
actually taken from a production of Crime and Punishment that he did many years ago.
I actually watched this and made sketches of him for this version of the War Doctor.


There was an odd coincidence about this picture as well:

A wonderful charity short film was made about the young War Doctor called
Seasons of War
and I was contacted by the makers of it when they saw my
picture. It seems we both used a Dalek eyestalk as a symbol.

In Seasons, the War Doctor uses it as a telescope (pretty ingenious, if you ask me). In my
version above, I think he just ripped it out of a Dalek as a trophy of war. (Well, maybe
he then goes and makes a telescope out of it later but here he looks like he just
wants to hit someone with it. Young Captain Grumpy. Also notice that there's
Dalek-gunk on his watch in the corner of the picture. Ewww.)

The coincidence was pretty amazing! And I made new friends!!

The War Doctor (John Hurt)
My older version of the War Doctor, with Arcadia (the main city of Gallifrey),
behind him and under siege by Dalek saucers. The sentient bomb, The
Moment
, is nearby waiting for its activation. 

I was extremely happy that Sir John actually got to see the finished version
of this picture! (He had previously seen the sketch.)
The Ninth Doctor (Christopher Eccleston)
My favorite 9th Doctor episodes are "The Empty Child"/ "The Doctor
Dances",
which take place in London during the Blitz. I thought some
of the most dramatic images of this time period (and which
were used in the show itself) were of the searchlights
and the barrage balloons in the sky.

I'd already used the Tower of Big Ben in the Third Doctor picture, so
I couldn't resist putting in St. Paul's Cathedral, site of so many other
Doctor Who invasions.

It took me a few tries to get the shape of Christopher Eccleston's head right.
Because of his severely short haircut, there wasn't a lot of hair
for me to camouflage it with!

The Eleventh Doctor (Matt Smith)
The very last of my Doctor illustrations to be finished. I have him set him in
Stonehenge
, in the episode "The Pandorica Opens". I was trying to get a
kinetic pose out of him, with a twist at the waist like he was in mid-spin.

(It may not look it, but this was a very painful Doctor to pose for in
front of a full-length mirror. )
                
               And here they all are together in one collage!


So, yes, this took me a year to finish, but it was great fun and practice... and I met a lot of new friends just by attempting this project!

Monday, December 15, 2014

Doctor Visits

In my last post, I showed you my Doctor Who sketchbook drawings of all thirteen Doctors. I've gradually been trying to finish them all, one by one, in my favorite media of acrylic gouache and ink.
I have five done at the moment, with the others in the works as we speak. Unlike the sketchbook drawings, I'm not doing them in numerical order at all, just to mix it up a bit!

I'm giddy to report that a few of the actors who played the Doctor have actually seen and commented on a few of these sketches and finished art. More on this development below.

As the Second Doctor would say, "Oh my word!"

I started with the Tenth Doctor (David Tennant) this time around for my super-Whovian friend Sandra Franklin, who lives in the UK and always seems to run into Doctors around every corner. (She has met every living Doctor, including the current one.) David Tennant is her favorite Doctor and I would never hear the end of it if I hadn't started with him!
Tenth Doctor (David Tennant)
I chose to do all the Doctor portraits in monochromatic greys, with the
exception of  one or more accent colors. And the hour of the clock in
the corner of each picture indicates the number of each Doctor.
Sandra has also been kind enough to supply me with all sorts of magazines and collectibles and was even able to show my sketches to some of the actors at conventions I couldn't possibly get to!
She is also a brilliant photographer who has taken lots of beautiful photojournalistic shots at conventions and even Season 8 filming in Cardiff. (Take a look at her amazing work here.)
Time War Eighth Doctor (Paul McGann)
I wanted to finish both versions of the Eighth Doctor (Paul McGann) for the Phoenix Comic Con (which was this weekend) but was only able to have Time War Eight done in time. Here the accent colors are the Doctor's eyes and the red of the sonic screwdriver and the Dalek saucer lights. You'll notice the clock in the corner of this one has been broken to symbolize the coming of the War Doctor.
Second Doctor (Patrick Troughton)

Here is a mischievous Two and the snow of Anarctica makes this look a
little festive, especially since we all know Two has an ingenious plan
behind his clownish facade to defeat those creepy
old-school Cybermen. 
Third Doctor (Jon Pertwee)
I could not not have made Three's beloved car Bessie yellow, since she has as much of a personality as the TARDIS. Yes, those are pterosaurs menacing London. And Big Ben had to be synchronized with the clock in the corner.
Twelfth Doctor (Peter Capaldi)
My favorite comment about this picture came from a friend's small son who carefully counted the TARDISes behind Twelve. "There are twelve little TARDISes! No-- THIRTEEN!"
And of course Twelve had to dramatically flash the red lining of his coat. (This is when all the Doctors are rushing to save Gallifrey.)

Sixth Doctor (Colin Baker)
Frobisher is a character only in the Doctor Who comics and audio dramas: he's a shapeshifting private eye penguin. Yes, you heard that right. He traveled with Six, whom he called "Doc".
Here, I wanted Six's trademark cat pin to match the TARDIS. This is the most recent of the Doctor pictures I have finished so far, and it was the lovely Colin Baker who became the very first Doctor I ever met in person! (This weekend infact! Read on.)

I have seven more Doctor pictures to finish (and a bonus Eighth and War Doctor, making fifteen portraits altogether.) But some of the actors have seen various stages of the portraits already.

What started this ball rolling was the challenge of drawing fan art of a new Doctor before he had even picked his costume. A collection of Twelfth Doctor fan art was sent to Peter Capaldi last Christmas (2013) by the awesome fan site fuckyespetercapaldi, and some of mine was included with it. (You remember this post and the silly Dalek cartoons?) Well, three months later, I got this in the mail!

Which just proves what everyone was soon to find out (who hadn't known already!), what a sweetheart and an absolute  gentleman Peter Capaldi is. He sent these out to everyone who contributed to the scrapbook and yes, he drew little Daleks and planets on each of the cards for each person. (And yes, I have these framed on my wall.)

It's a tradition that all the Doctors picked for the part are lovely people, as I continued to find out!

Back to my friend Sandra:
Sandra attended an event in her hometown in which actor John Hurt was appearing. (Apparently he hangs around Norwich a lot.) She absolutely surprised me by showing Mr. Hurt my sketch of the War Doctor afterwards, which she said he loved and then he asked if he could have a copy!
Sandra told him I was drawing all the Doctors in order and he wrote "Keep going!"
So there was no going back now. John Hurt commands it.

Next, Sandra attended the London Film and Comic Con where she ran into two more Time Lords...

My friend Sandra with the wonderful Colin Baker and my sketch of Six.
And here's Paul McGann signing my sketch of "Butterfly Eight" (the one I hadn't finished in time for this weekend.) THUD.
Photograph by Sandra Franklin.
And later in the year, there was the one sketch, for some reason,  I was the most nervous about its subject seeing...
(He loved it)
But it was finally this weekend when I got to meet my very first Doctors in person and nervously show them my artwork... (I was very very very stupidly nervous, I might add.)

I needn't have worried.
Now every time I look at this picture and this signature, I'm going to hear this voice in my head saying, "Take deep breaths, my dear!" 

I met my very first Doctor on Friday and it was the lovely Colin Baker!! It was at the Phoenix Fan Fest/ Comic Con and  he was a gentleman and a sweetheart and very patient with my extreme nervousness. (My hands were shaking so badly when I gave him a copy of his portrait to keep. I had made photo prints especially for the convention.)

"What FUN!" he said. "And there's Frobisher! And the hours on the clocks change for each Doctor's number. Oh, how very clever!"

Thank you once again, Mr. Baker.

And then there was this...

This needs a bit of an explanation:

When I met Paul McGann, I was terrified. I kept fumbling with my portfolio because my hands had still not stopped shaking (despite Colin Baker having told me to take big breaths). But Paul was super-friendly and signed my picture (I gave him a copy as well)...

...Then I asked if I could take a photo with my iPod and pulled out my stuffed wombat (this explains the wombat), telling him, "You're going to think this is silly, but today is Wombat Friday..."

Apparently nothing is too silly for Mr. McGann and he pulled me into the picture with him, shouting, "IT'S WOMBAT FRIDAY!" And then I got a big hug and a big KISS. Never in a million years did I see that coming. I hope it's because he liked his picture...
And by that time, I pretty much had to be scraped off the floor.

I  walked around the rest of the con pretty much in a pleasant daze. "Did I just get kissed by the Eighth Doctor? At this point, really, who hasn't--?"

Neil Gaiman called the Eighth Doctor "the Pre-Raphaelite Doctor" and so it was fitting that he got to pose with the wombat. (Again, see my Pre-Raphernalia cartoon blog post, "Celebrating Wombat Friday") I had wanted to take a photo of Colin Baker with the wombat as well but decided I had already made of a fool of myself enough in front of him.

I will continue on with the Doctor portraits (along with my other projects, of course) and will post them as I finish them.
                                         
                                                       I will leave you with this:
Yes, I have Doctor Who toys and I do play with them...



Monday, July 21, 2014

The Doctor Sketches--All 13! (well, 15, really)


My early take on Twelve's costume from back in October.
Aside from the longer hair and the scarf, I think
I wasn't completely far off. I even suggested,
 "He should have cool shoes...like Doc Martens."
*I is proud*
Back in December in this post, I talked about my lifelong geekiness for Doctor Who, and I expresed the idea of doing a portrait of each of the Doctors, in order. My sketchbook goal was Hartnell to Capaldi--
and I have done the thing!

I am in the process of turning them into finished illustrations done in ink and gouache (the same style as this early imagining of Twelve back in October, before we knew what his new costume would be. There's a new version below...)

Here they are, in their proper order and with notes. All of them have a clock in the corner to denote the chronological number of their incarnations. (You'll see in the case of John Hurt and the War Doctor, I used 8:30.) When I was posting them online as I finished each rough sketchbook drawing, it was pointed out to be me (I'm looking at you, Rob Lanning!) that I really should be signing them. I hadn't bothered because they were just sketchbook drawings, right? And I was all excited about scanning them into my computer and going, "Ooh, look! I made a THING!" that it never occurred to me to add my signature. So in the later sketches, the signature gets put around the rim of the clockface to keep it consistent. And in the finished versions, the clock will also be better drawn and more detailed.
                                                        Here we go!

                                             First Doctor
Very VERY rough sketchbook drawing of William Hartnell  (First of the Doctor sketches.)

His was the very first sketch I attempted (as he should be) and in contrast,
this sketch isn’t is as “finished”as the later Doctor drawings.
This will get corrected when I do the inked and painted version. :)

Second Doctor
Patrick Troughton.
Again, a little rougher than the later sketches.
With snow and Cybermen…
He's one of the easiest Doctors to draw
and he actually pretty much drew himself,
due to Pat Troughton's wonderfully animated face.

I adore Patrick Troughton. He’s the Doctor I would probably pick to travel with
(if any of them happened to show up, that is…) His companions have a very low fatality rate.
And then there’s he and Jamie, of course, a whole other matter. (ahem)

                                                      Third Doctor
Jon Pertwee was my first Doctor and still one of my top three favorites.
As I confessed in my last Doctor Who post, I had a wee bit
 of a crush on him when I was a little girl.
 Not only was he elegantly dressed and had great hair,
but he also knew kung fu! (Well, Venusian aikido.)
Some sketchbook silliness that came out of talking about Jon Pertwee and Venusian aikido. Here the 3rd Doctor is kicking some Sea Devil butt.
(The Sea Devil on the bottom right is all, “Don’t hurt me! Don’t hurt me!”)



                                                                   
                                                                                   Fourth Doctor
Tom Baker looking just a little bit psychotic…
With K-9 and jelly babies and the twin suns of Gallifrey.
I don't think I need to add anything more about Tom Baker and his tenure--
he was the longest reigning Doctor (on television) and is still
one of the most beloved.

Fifth Doctor
 
Peter Davison's Doctor might have been a little more mischievous than he let on.
Peter Davison certainly is. Here he is with his trademark cricket bat and ball,
with a falling star in the background that might be Adric. (sniff)

Sixth Doctor
Colin Baker, whose Doctor finally shone brightly in the
Big Finish audios and the Doctor Who comics.
I couldn’t resist putting in Frobisher, the shapeshifting alien penguin,
who is only a character in the Doctor Who comics and a companion of Six’s.
(Not to be confused with the Frobisher Peter Capaldi plays in Torchwood,
who is definitely not a shapeshifting penguin. At least, I think…)

Seventh Doctor
Sylvester McCoy, arguably the scariest Doctor.
Things seemed to blow up a lot during his tenure.
Plus I’m going to have him  standing on a chessboard.
(And the chess squares will be drawn in better perspective…)
                                                             
                                        Eighth Doctor
Paul McGann, still one of my three favorite Doctors, in part to the Big Finish audios and his having the
coolest TARDIS (in my opinion). I admit to being very fond of Eight’s gothic TARDIS with its candlelabra
and books. In the book “Vampire Science”, Eight has a room completely devoted to butterflies.
I thought the butterfly could also symbolize regeneration, as well as time travel in the Ray Bradbury sense.
(“A Sound of Thunder”.) The 2nd Doctor also referenced butterflies after his regeneration.
Time War Eight. I wanted to do the later version of Eight before I get to the War Doctor.
Scruffier, sadder and more disillusioned… and being menaced by Dalek saucers.
What you probably can't see in this sketch is that the watch he's holding is broken...

War Doctor
John Hurt. You’ll notice that his “number” on the clock is 8:30.
Because John Hurt is fun to draw, I also did did a young version
of Captain Grumpy (below) (how he appeared very briefly
at the end of Night of the Doctor). :)
Young War Doctor is holding a Dalek eyestalk.
Crashed Dalek saucer in the background, plus Dalek guts. Yuck. :)


Ninth Doctor
Christopher Eccleston. "Are you my Mummy?"
My favorite Nine episodes, “The Empty Child”/

The Doctor Dances”… :) Also probably the happiest you’ll ever see Nine.

Tenth Doctor
David Tennant. He’s standing infront of New New New New (etc.)
New York. But from the distance he’s at, it’s
 probably New New New New (etc.) New Jersey. ;)

                                      Eleventh Doctor
Matt Smith."Helloooooo, Stonehenge!”

 Twelfth Doctor
Peter Capaldi and the new version of Twelve.
Finally…we’re at the Midnight Hour. I chose his
 first appearance with Gallifrey and all the other incarnations’
TARDISes flying off to freeze it in time.

I cannot wait. I have a feeling he will become one
of my favorite Doctors, if not my favorite of them all.
He’s just that good.
How my Doctor sketches start:
Very messily with inexpensive pencils and a lot of erasing and re-drawing. Here are some of them in progress…


You can see that I draw all over the place, on both sides of the sketchbook pages. (I have this obsessive thing about not wasting paper… :P )



Here's the evolution of the 12th Doctor sketch:
Here's the very first stage of the 12th Doctor:
a doodle on the back of a post-it note at work that got promptly
shoved into the back pocket of my jeans for later...
Next scribbly stage of the 12th Doctor: a little more elaborate thumbnail sketch (i.e., very tiny, in pencil this time) trying to work out composition. This was the idea I'd decided to go with-- Gallifrey and the other TARDISes flying to the rescue in the background...
Drawing in Peter Capaldi's features, but I got the angle of the elbow
completely wrong and needed to re-draw it. (I was modeling my own
hands and pose in the mirror, and it's almost always difficult to draw
your dominant hand, especially when you're using it!)

And yes, that is me posing for all the above Doctors.
I just gave them all a sex change.
Now you know.
I raised his shoulder and lowered the hand,
spread the fingers apart.
Much better.

In my next post, more Doctor Who stuff, plus...
            some of the Doctors' reactions!