Blastseses from the Pasteses

I have new interest in life. I've been making these enhancement out of image scans I made long ago. I have come pretty close to using up those images. Now I am engaged in opening up dusty old folders that have been shuffled around for at least ten years but seldom examined, taking pictures of those drawings, and making new enhancements. It's fascinating ... for me.

I include several of the original drawings so you can see what the AI program has to work with, and what it does. He Waits is supposed to be a cutaway look at a tunnel that leads into a buried chamber; I don't know if that exactly came through. The Porch was a sketch of a set design for a folksy play I was working on: the mischievous kids of a family work on fostering a romance between the cook and the gardener (hired help) who have been feuding before. Dock is from one of my my few 'realistic' efforts.

Not Without a Certain Charm

Though many of these are from what I would call second or even third rank of drawings in my files, they all clean up into rather nice if undramatic pics. And they include some of my oldest. Dwarflord is from what I call the Old Mill Notebook; Colortree is definitely middle school era; and Oldcastle is a sketch from art that I produced in Miss Strey's Art Class, a work that until now I had deemed unrecoverable (I'd tucked it away and forgot it even existed). Colortree and Oldcastle are from an experiment I did with my camera phone: snapping the picture and sending it to myself via e-mail. I had been running out of scanned material to work with; this method opens a new wide world to my efforts. The Cunning One has three arms; put I'll let that stand for now; I find it a rather pleasing effect.

My Multidimensional Versions Through the Ages

 

Can't See the Trees for the Wood