I stumbled across this pin and related pins just now. There’s a lot of very beautiful books here. I’ll paste a few of my favourite designs/titles below, but I think I’ll have to come back to this page and hunt up some of these titles. An awful lot of old books are now available via…
Author: Hob Goodfellowe
Fair Upon the Tor #24 (updates Mondays)
Caewen slept late, awaking groggy, unsure, and squinting against the light. The morning sun suffused the roof of the tent, setting the ivory and off-red fabric alight, like stripes of white and red forge metal, glowing. Her eyes felt gritty with sleep. She yawned as she got to her elbows, looking around. Everyone else had…
Illustration 013 (updates Thursdays)
Just a sketch from the sketchbook today. Although this sketch predates the Clay-o-the-Green books, this is somewhat close to how I imagine the white writhen that come into the story in A Charm for the Nameless Child (book 4, work in progress).
Fair Upon the Tor #23 (updates Mondays)
The lightning that broke the grey sky was more of a dead yellow than silver. Each brilliance cracked and flickered further off, sneaking away behind ridges of hilltops as the storm passed into the westward and south. The rain that had poured for several hours diminished, faltered and ceased. Yet, for a long while afterwards,…
By way of apology
It doesn’t look like I’ll have an illustration up for last Thursday. My excuses are divided three ways and evenly among new parenthood, a fairly heavy lecturing load last week, and ‘scheduled maintenance’ on the host servers, which seemed to shut down my ability to post for most of the week. By way of offering up…
Fair Upon the Tor #22 (updates Mondays)
“Wise words from savage mouths,” said Pel, softly. She eased up with the roughness of her fingertips. The rain threshed over the tent roof. The cooling embers gave away a little more of their ruddy light and deep soft shadows grew. “I was a happy child. My home is away in the east, past the…
Illustration 012 (updates Thursdays) (kinda)
Just another sketch from the sketchbook this week. Apologies for the lateness too. The newborn, just four weeks old today, and some visiting family have been occupying time. This is my ‘faces in rocks’ page of sketches, which was a companion to the ‘faces in trees’ I posted earlier. Both sets of sketches were intended to…
Fair Upon the Tor #21 (updates Mondays)
It was difficult to find a mental path back to her cosy sphere of relaxation, with the biloko standing there, hissing their small sad noises. She supposed that she could have told them to be quiet, and maybe they would even have obeyed her, but the thought of giving them commands made her feel damp…
Illustration 011 (updates Thursday)
Just another random sketch. An entrance to a dweough stronghold. The above is the pencil sketch scanned and cleaned up a little. I’ve used the multiply function on a duplicated layer on the second image. Maybe improved the image? Maybe not? Hm. Alright, I guess.
Fair Upon the Tor #20 (updates Mondays)
Dapplegrim stirred. “H’m. Caewen? Couldn’t you just say what you have to say to one of these others? Any of them will do, and then they can talk at the moot, and we’re all done. Then we could up hooves and leave. I don’t like being around so many magicians.” He shook himself, and a…