This a colored sketch out of my sketchbook. The good thing about colored sketches is that you can revise all the faults of coloring and shading much better in the actual painting…
It’s a cold sunset…Excitedly screams can be heard it the air and the spit of the fire that destroys the village…the goats jams themselves in backmost corner of their corral bleat in fear of the fire and the…dragon!
On the rock is a male dragon of Draco’s kind. But not Draco (if you can see the differences or not)!!! He has some scars and one leg is only a stump. Maybe these wounds were inflicted by dragonslayers.
This dragon was wounded so much by humans, and perhaps he couldn’t stand the pain to see all the other dragons around him dying (possibly some of them were his friends…). Maybe it took only one more modicum to drive him into madness. The hate grows...he know everything is hopeless…the only thing that remains to be done is revenge (I guess he can’t differentiate between “good or bad” humans anymore, at this point)
Yes, he is responsible for the fire in the village. You can still see the black rings around his nostrils. And he is ready to blow fire on to coming soldiers, too (look at the dim glowing in his nose^^). Perhaps someone shoot an arrow with a ballista in his chest, and a thin line of blood runs down his body. I know as long as the arrow stuck in his body, usually the blood can’t issue much, but I guess if the dragon flew with the last of his strength on this rock, it’s possible that thru the movement flows out some blood. He is in great pain and knows he will die soon…but not without taking some of the hated humans with him…
Done with color pencils (still have no Prismas