WAIT! before I get yelled at, I know I said the next one I uploaded would be of treant (furry wise that is) I -DO- have his picture done, yay finally sorry it took so long! BUT! Its on the other computer. I have other pics I'll upload soon as well.. but... on other comp. So yup. Anyways..
This is Seamus O'mally a large bulky equine with a heart of gold. He's Half Irish and Half Scottish, and he speaks several languages (ACK I cant keep up! O.@ I butcher english) anyways, he's a sweetheart and I did a doodle of him, liked it so much I finished it into the picture you see now! Didnt take me long to draw, and I only did a quick color job, but I'm pleased with how it turned out.
The words on the right are an Irish Song by the name of "Rising of the moon" the song relates to the Rebellion of 1798. The air is an O'carolan melody also known as "Wearing Of The Green" and the lyrics were written by J. K. Casey (1846 - 1870) a Fenian from Mullingar.
I thought certain verses fit with the pic for some reason. here is the whole song incase you were wondering.
And come tell me Sean O'Farrell tell me why you hurry so
Husha buachaill hush and listen and his cheeks were all a glow
I bare orders from the captain get you ready quick and soon
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon
And come tell me Sean O'Farrell where the gath'rin is to be
At the old spot by the river quite well known to you and me
One more word for signal token whistle out the marchin' tune
With your pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon
With your pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon
Out from many a mud wall cabin eyes were watching through the night
Many a manly heart was beating for the blessed warning light
Murmurs rang along the valleys to the banshees lonely croon
And a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon
And a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon
All along that singing river that black mass of men was seen
High above their shining weapons flew their own beloved green
Death to every foe and traitor! Whistle out the marching tune
And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising of the moon
'Tis the rising of the moon, 'tis the rising of the moon
And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising of the moon
OH MY GOD.
I saw this thumbnail on the recent art page and squeaked because even without looking at the title I knew who it was. I knew Seamus on Furc--he was sort of my main alt's boss. :D I still know him, actually, I suppose.
But anyway--This is good, as usual! Looks just the way I pictured him, and the lyrics are appropriate, too.
Seamus is a big guy. I'm always afraid to draw big guys >>; Good job!