Martial Training

After a youth of indulgence by he and his clutch mates were left in an awful debt. Unable to receive the support of their flock the youth stepped on a path of Martial Training to repay the debts of his clutch and find a higher place within the flock

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Since I've been doing this forever pretty much everything reminds me of something, and since I've been doing this so long a lot of the time the older piece looks terrible to me. So, as my throw back here's Kung-Fu Comeback. I think I did a much better job of the pose this time.

Time-dorable

Time travel is only possible when you follow the rainbow into the computer future, but it helps if you're cute.

Definitely Something

I can't say what this is for certain, but it's definitely something. Like a monster, or a demon or a dragon. I think I was doing cat ears when I started but I clearly didn't follow through with that.

Easter Eggs

Happy Easter to all you boys and girls.

Crayon does not color on eggs as well as I remembered.

Pastel

Today's piece is pastel, in honor of the season. In retrospect I should probably have drawn some flowers in the background, but I'm bad at that.

Coloring Book: Music

This is a teaser for the previously mentioned Coloring Book project. I'm calling this page Music

 


This is a boring digitally colored version. Like the rest of the pictures in the set I will include a hand colored version when I finish the set. I wanted to put out a taste of what I had going though.

As for the size of this set I haven't quite decided yet. Currently I have 6 pages done, including this one. (Sun, Moon, Music, Mountain, Aura and Stained Glass) I think 8 or 10 will be the final number but I'm not sure. Definitely something even

7 Years?

I'm a bit under the weather, but there's no excuse to not post on the Anniversary/St. Patrick's Day. So, as per my long standing tradition I have taken a selection of this year's pieces and greened them up.

In the end the truly deep understanding is that it's all Green

Hold the Sesame

KWA WA HA KA KU KU HA HA HA KWA

I just really like this one. Probably my favorite for the year.

As special mentions I will add The Stealth Ace Collection, Son of Rooster Mask, and Like Ink Through a Scribble. I actually like quite a few pieces from this year as I went through it but I obviously can't pick them all so I encourage you to do an archive binge.

Like I said in that BEOCHICKEN post earlier this month, I feel like this year was a lull in the site, so this year I think I'm going to get the fire burning on it again. There's still more I want to do after all.

Disoriented

So, I drew this. That's all I have to say on this one...
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Son of Rooster Mask

His father was a true legend in the ring, but it was never the life he wanted for his most precious chick. Nay, the life of a game fowl was a hard one, even when one fought in the light of day. And so, unknown to that old rooster, his son was drawn into underground cockfighting. When he learned of the lad's activities he was shocked but guided him to abandon the darkness. Offering his son a mask he abandoned the stained and violent identity he had held in the underground. No longer was he that game fowl. From then on he was a wrestler. A skilled luchador. He was The Son of Rooster Mask.

HD Background March 2016

Hello everyone~ I've done something I haven't done in a long while. I made a desktop wallpaper. And unlike the first time where I declared 1280x800 excessively large and the handful of tiled backgrounds I made this one is actually full 1920x1080. That's right, it's in HD. I'll have another one for you next month. I'm going to do a few of these anyways.

Now as for the contents of this wallpaper...

The Cerelean Alliance has for generations stood firmly opposed to the Verdant Empire... No, that doesn't sound quite right.

The fowl of the fiendish green shelf have long desired the precious cargo of the blue trunk...

These guys aren't really friends but they're content to glare from across the desert...

The brown fowl of the order of the chest sought after the massive figure the grey order of the bookcase had long kept upon their high shelf...

Grey vs Brown. Green vs Blue. Shelf vs. Trunk. In a Desert. FIGHT!

One of those ought to make sense to you. Absolutely.

You can download this, and many other wallpapers, from this post on my Patreon.

Light and Dark

I always found it a bit odd that yellow is light and purple is dark. This is a long standing convention for associating colors. Obviously White and Black can be used instead of Yellow and Purple but if you want to have any depth using black and white the whole thing just becomes shades of gray. By using yellow and purple you can instead use shades of each and no matter how bright your purple or dark your yellow they can't be mixed up.

I mean you can have a bright and vibrant purple, though I guess then it becomes pink or magenta or some such. I do think of yellow as being bright but the color I think of as being really bright is green. Especially on computer screens.

SEVENTH AND EIGHTH VERSES OF THE EPIC OF BEOCHICKEN

The Epic of Beochicken was... sorry, that's wrong...

THE EPIC OF BEOCHICKEN was one of the pieces I started back when I was in school. As I recall I wrote the first entry when I was in a literature class and had to read the Epic of Gilgamesh again. I mentioned it to a friend and we discussed Beowulf which is clearly meant to be read in a mighty roar of full caps.

I plan to finish this one, even though the last entry in the series was back in 2014 and it started in 2013. I feel like in a lot of ways 2015 was a lull in Chicken Maker and I want to start things back up as we lead up to the site's anniversary. Project Page updated so you can go through it from the start there.

Verse VII
FOR MORE THAN AN AGE THE FOX STOOD TALL
THE MIGHTY FOX TORE DOWN ANY FLOCK
ALONE AND WITHOUT REAL THREAT
IN THE DISTANT AND RECENT TIMES
MANY FOWL FACED THE FOX
MANY FOWL FELL TO IT
FEW HAD LUCK TO ONLY BE MAIMED
ENDLESS FEATHER AND FUR TORN ASUNDER
THE JAW OF THE BEAST WAS FILLED
MEAT WHITE AND DARK SATE THE DARK HUNGER
THE FOX STOOD UNCHALLENGED
NOT SATED BY SLAUGHTER
BURIED IN THE DEN OF THE FOX
THE TREASURES OF NATURE
AND THE TREASURES OF FOWL
THE HOARD OF THE FOX GREW
THE FLOCKS OF WARRIORS GREW
THE FOX SLAUGHTERED
THE FOX GAINED VAST RICHES
MORE FOWL FORCES CAME TO TAKE IT
MORE FOWL FELL AS THE FOX FED
THE MIGHT OF THE FOX DID NOT FALTER
IT DID NOT SLOW IT DID NOT STOP
NO MATTER THE FLOCK THE CAME FORTH
NO MATTER THE MIGHT OF THE FOWL
THE MIGHTY FOX TORE DOWN ANY THREAT
THE MIGHTY FOX STOOD ALONE

Verdant Fowl and Comblaf

Verse VIII
AGAINST THE DARKNESS
AND INTO THE NIGHT HE LED
BUT NO MORE FOR THE MIGHTIEST OF FOWL
BEOCHICKEN COMES FOR THE FIENDISH FOX
FEW FOOL FOWL STAND BY BEOCHICKEN
THE FINEST FIGHTING FLOCK UNDER WITH ENDLESS MIGHT
NO LONGER A WEE SQUIRE COMBLAF
SON OF THE CHILD OF THE FATHER OF THE FATHER OF BEOCHICKEN
THE MIGHTY OLD FOE VERDANT FOWL
BOLD SURVIVOR OF A NOW LOST FLOCK
WINGBOLD FAT BIRD SHARPBEAK BLOOD FEATHER
MAD BIRDS OF THE HONOR GUARD OF BEOCHICKEN
ONLY TWO CLAWS OF FOWL FOLLOWED
THE FOLLOWERS OF BEOCHICKEN WERE MAD
ONLY ONE TAKEN BY MADNESS OR GREED WOULD GO
BEOCHICKEN HAD NEVER FAILED THE FLOCK
COMING UPON THE BURROW BEOCHICKEN SPOKE
BAWK BAWK BAKAWK
THE BRAVE TAUNT TO THE MIGHTY FOX
NO NOISE CAME OUT TO MEET THEM
BEOCHICKEN SPREAD WINGS AND SPOKE ONCE MORE
BAWK BAWK BAKAWK
THE BOLD CRIES OF THE MIGHTIEST OF FOWL RANG OUT
ONCE MORE THE CRY OF BEOCHICKEN RANG OUT
BEOCHICKEN WAS THE MIGHTIEST AND ALWAYS HAD BEEN
THE GREATEST OF THOSE WHO WOULD BRAVELY FACE HORRORS
THE FOX DID NOT COME FORTH TO FACE BEOCHICKEN
WAS BEOCHICKEN NOT WORTH THE ATTENTION OF THE FOX
BAWK BAWK BAKAWK
THE CRY OF BEOCHICKEN RANG OUT THROUGH THE DAY
THE CRY OF BEOCHICKEN RANG OUT THROUGH THE NIGHT
AND FINALLY IT COULD BE IGNORED NO MORE
THE MIGHTY FOX LEFT THE BURROW
LOOMING OVER BEOCHICKEN AND HIS FLOCK

Looking Back at No One

Over the many years I have run this I have had a number of loose relations with my fellow bloggers, whether I was following them on their site, chatting with them in comment sections or what have you. As I look back... I see very few of them still around. This isn't really surprising. I mean, how long do these sorts of things usually last, especially since most blogs these days are made on Tumblr, or just rolled into some guy's Facebook. There are people posting tons on Twitter. These old school blog sites are pretty out of vogue for random stuff like this.

Anyways going through the blogs I follow most of them have been inactive for more than a year now. The people I used to excitedly look forward to hearing from just... faded away without me noticing. Except Dogimo. This guy is still totally rocking it. He's got like 3 or 4 blogs and he posts like every day.

Well, I linked to the rest of this site's associate sites so... Back me on Patreon. I need to do something with that thing also.

Also I switched this site back to a Blogger Profile instead of using Google+ for whatever reason so my posts say Posted by Chicken Maker now instead of J Groves. I like being a mostly faceless Internet figure. Even if I'm not some sneaky anonymous guy.

Dread Beast

The dreadful world can corrupt even the most pure and innocent and he wasn't either of those to begin with.

For some reason the face on this one freaks me out. Maybe it's because I drew that weird pink circle that is a chicken ear.

Promo Card - Computer

There is absolutely some late 80s/early 90s Sci-Fi Horror plot going on here, but I haven't nailed down the details just yet. This poor nerdy fowl is absolutely getting pulled into a computer screen or something though.

It's still the tomorrow I said I would be posting this. Barely.

Promo Card - Nu Cute

In today's chicken/advertisement I chose to focus on the cuteness. It is, after all, a critical aspect of the site. I used all the essentials: pastels, clouds, roundness, and cuteness. With this line-up if you don't think it's cute you're a communist... or however I'm supposed to insult people these days.

Still need to work on this project. I'll have another one tomorrow. Or maybe in an hour.