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The second of the two (out of twelve) illustrations I painted for my final project this year. Again, if people want me to upload any more of them, then do please ask, but I don't want to overload people's inboxy things with mass submissions.

These are illustrations of Rudyard Kipling's story 'The Beginning of the Armadilloes', and they were all done with watercolours. Proper traditional media - I'd forgotten how much I love it <3
The originals were approximately 45cm wide and 25 cm high, and in my exhibition I also had a book mockup showing where I anticipated the text would go in each of them.

(The text on this page is

"When you scoop water with your paw you uncoil it with a
Hedgehog,' said Stickly-Prickly. 'Remember that, because it's
important.'
'But,' said the Tortoise, 'when you paw your meat you drop it into
a Tortoise with a scoop. Why can't you understand?'
'You are making my spots ache,' said Painted Jaguar; 'and besides, I
didn't want your advice at all. I only wanted to know which of you
is Hedgehog and which is Tortoise.'
'I shan't tell you,' said Stickly-Prickly. 'But you can scoop me out
of my shell if you like.'
'Aha!' said Painted Jaguar. 'Now I know you're Tortoise. You thought
I wouldn't! Now I will.' Painted Jaguar darted out his paddy-paw
just as Stickly-Prickly curled himself up, and of course Jaguar's
paddy-paw was just filled with prickles. Worse than that, he knocked
Stickly-Prickly away and away into the woods and the bushes, where
it was too dark to find him. Then he put his paddy-paw into his mouth,
and of course the prickles hurt him worse than ever. As soon as he
could speak he said, 'Now I know he isn't Tortoise at all. But'- and
then he scratched his head with his un-prickly paw- 'how do I know
that this other is Tortoise?'

'But I am Tortoise,' said Slow-and-Solid. 'Your mother was quite
right. She said that you were to scoop me out of my shell with your
paw. Begin.' "

And to cover myself, I should make it very clear that, none of that text belongs to me, it was written by Rudyard Kipling, in his infinite wisdom, O Best Beloved. )

(and sorry for the watermark - I'm quite precious about these, for obvious reasons)

Description
The second of the two (out of twelve) illustrations I painted for my final project this year. Again, if people want me to upload any more of them, then do please ask, but I don't want to overload people's inboxy things with mass submissions.

These are illustrations of Rudyard Kipling's story 'The Beginning of the Armadilloes', and they were all done with watercolours. Proper traditional media - I'd forgotten how much I love it <3
The originals were approximately 45cm wide and 25 cm high, and in my exhibition I also had a book mockup showing where I anticipated the text would go in each of them.

(The text on this page is

"When you scoop water with your paw you uncoil it with a
Hedgehog,' said Stickly-Prickly. 'Remember that, because it's
important.'
'But,' said the Tortoise, 'when you paw your meat you drop it into
a Tortoise with a scoop. Why can't you understand?'
'You are making my spots ache,' said Painted Jaguar; 'and besides, I
didn't want your advice at all. I only wanted to know which of you
is Hedgehog and which is Tortoise.'
'I shan't tell you,' said Stickly-Prickly. 'But you can scoop me out
of my shell if you like.'
'Aha!' said Painted Jaguar. 'Now I know you're Tortoise. You thought
I wouldn't! Now I will.' Painted Jaguar darted out his paddy-paw
just as Stickly-Prickly curled himself up, and of course Jaguar's
paddy-paw was just filled with prickles. Worse than that, he knocked
Stickly-Prickly away and away into the woods and the bushes, where
it was too dark to find him. Then he put his paddy-paw into his mouth,
and of course the prickles hurt him worse than ever. As soon as he
could speak he said, 'Now I know he isn't Tortoise at all. But'- and
then he scratched his head with his un-prickly paw- 'how do I know
that this other is Tortoise?'

'But I am Tortoise,' said Slow-and-Solid. 'Your mother was quite
right. She said that you were to scoop me out of my shell with your
paw. Begin.' "

And to cover myself, I should make it very clear that, none of that text belongs to me, it was written by Rudyard Kipling, in his infinite wisdom, O Best Beloved. )

(and sorry for the watermark - I'm quite precious about these, for obvious reasons)