Blockages

Yesterday I had one of those art-block days. I felt like I'd used up all the inspiration in my reserves so I just made myself sketch whatever was on the internet.

Except for this Sparrow who walked up to me in real life. Starbucks sparrows, man. 

My descent into madness

So work has been crazy slow lately! Slower than it's been in over a year, I'd say. With each passing day I retreat further into my Harry Potter mindscape. There's no coming back, I fear. Tell my children I love them.

First, the Marauders, having a Maraud. You envision James, Remus, Sirius and Peter having all sorts of high-flying adventures on the Hogwarts grounds but if I know teenagers, AND I DON’T, I imagine they mostly just dicked around. 

And a vignette of Weasleys. I figure Hermione would be the kind of lady who takes her work home with her, and Ron’s the sort of chap who makes a supportive tea and sandwich tray on a Sunday afternoon. 

Hall of Prophecy

You ever think to yourself “Hey, Ron and Hermione knew each other for a pretty long time before they got together, and for a while their feelings were pretty complicated, I wonder when they knew it was love?” Well, I’d like to think that this was that moment for Ron. Just Hermione kicking all the butts. Which might not be exactly cannon but WHATEVER. Also Hermione can cast cast and repel spells at the same time because she’s a boss and I say so!