Hi Valery.... wanted to ask you something about the use of your runes designs. I am a graphic artist and I am making a 3d character using runes tattooed on her skin. The final texture will be used commercially and I would like to ask you if it's allowed or not. I searched the web for angelic runes and they are everywhere from mugs to t-shirts and only today I realized itt was your design so I thought I shoudl ask permission first. Thank you so much , ILona
Hi ILona, it’s great that you asked. If the final texture is intended to be used commercially I’m obliged to answer “no”. My image/design might be circulate everywhere but they’re also reported and taken down from everywhere. While not all the time but often enough that I’d hate to have your work gone to waste. You’re awesome for asking first though.
I should have known the only thing to tear down my Mother’s techno-phobia would be Jane Austen.
I should have known the only thing to get my Niece into Jane Austen would be a Web Series.
Thank god for this wonderfully generationally unifying indescribably… *sigh* seriously, I’ll never have quite enough or ever right the words.
Everything unique, hodge-podged, bold and beautiful about this series, from the writing to the stellar performance, the ridiculously subtle nuances (bowties & a ‘key’ necklace, or a derp face or a hidden grin, catch phrases & costume theaters) brought such significance, it not only made millions giddy and swoon, weepy or emboldened—
You see, I’m turning diplomatic here. I wasn’t going to write, I really wasn’t but I wanted to explain my specific something.
I want to say how rare it is for my family to check in with each other. Months can go by without even a phone call. No “Hey Mom, by the way; had a slip and fall. Hospitalized for 6-weeks. Not Dead.” Nope, not us.
“I know clary is the main character but is she meant to be a little annoying? I love the books, I just can’t stand her thought process.
Look, it’s okay if you don’t like Clary. Characters are like real people: there is no such thing as one that everyone loves. She is meant to be realistic and flawed, of course—she’s impulsive and rash, she’s quick to act and sometimes also quick to judge—and just like with real people, that means some will like her and some won’t. (In fact, with Clary, I deliberately gave her a lot of traits I associate with boy heroes in fiction: impulsiveness, recklessness, lack of regard for her own safety, the responsibility to protect her mother, best friend, boyfriend; the responsibility to save the world. I wanted to see how they would sit with a girl protagonist. And, well, a lot of people don’t like it.)
One thing I do find interesting is that with male characters, they are very rarely called “annoying.” You can hate a male character, or find them evil, but annoying, being a very dismissive term is applied almost uniquely to women and female characters. In fact, this seemed so across-the-board to me that I looked around and indeed found a great essay by Leupagus about just this:
So I guess what I would say is that of course being a female character doesn’t meant you get a pass from anyone ever not liking you. But if you’re using the word “annoying” to describe a girl or woman, real or fictional, take a moment to stop and ponder what it is that makes you think that character is annoying, what precise actions she took that bothered you so much, and whether they would have bothered you if a boy did them.
…beards ago my BF!J asked me if it 'riled' me when people dissed Clary’s character since a fair bit of her flaws I could share blame for.
I may have grunted in reply. Or more than likely made an excessive gesture to imply the encompassing not-giving-a-shit-with-which I felt. I have commonly been known to declare ”I live to annoy!” as well as “I love with hate!” evident of extreme reactions have toward slightest things that stir the surface. But this made no ripples. Seemed to rile her though, in a “well, if it were me" way not in a "I’d fend off angry hordes on your behalf" way.
Its nice though, written word getting people uppity & not in a book burning way. But still odd readers continuing (after soo many years) to get riled, like schoolyard antics-wise, calling the odd ball out because they wont conform to an ideal/archetype/convention/click. That’s some silly shit but it is well funny too! Sardonic funny, like Joss Whedoncontinuously (over years) being why he writes strong women characters? And that this hullabaloo is in the littlest itty-bittiest bit about me, a-thousand times removed, should set off sirens.
Native New Yorker, Baby! Sirens are my laugh track & this is some high caliber comedy =)
I do want you to speak up, especially considering that October is Anti-Bullying month — speak up about bullying in general, about your own experiences and friend’s experiences, about the appropriate venues to go to for help with bullying and harassment, and if you are getting hateful messages, don’t feel ashamed: go ahead and publicize them, say “This is what people are saying to me.” But don’t engage with harrassers: they see that as legitimization of their behavior. Be better than them. It’s not a high bar. :-)
I think this was a really brave post for Cassie to make and I am so glad she did. I’ve known Cassie since 2003 and the person those hate blogs describe is nothing like the person I know and care about. She’s been someone who I can call up and whine about my problems, who I can cry in front of, and who I can count on. She’s made me see myself differently and taught me how to laugh at stuff I never thought I could. She’s a good, generous, kind, and funny person. AND YES, SHE’S MY ACTUAL REAL FRIEND IN REALLY REAL LIFE.
But all that aside, I hope that it helps readers to hear her story and understand that if you’ve felt the way she feels, you’re not alone.
If I could, I would like to add these two personal details.
Firstly; In 2001— despite her own negative experiences and my off-putting behavior, Cassie reached out to me. For whatever reason she trusted me, not only with her precious self but with her loved ones, a number of which I’ve come to love and be loved by. This says a lot about her quality of character. Sometimes, I think I’m a hard friend to keep and yet I know if I asked, she’d lend me her couch in a heartbeat, again. I could go on about the intimates but it just seems superfluous. What I can say is— in my life, the number if people I can spend any amount of time with and walk away feeling understood, not judged but well and truly heard, its not a very big number. Not even in the double-digits. Even still, she’s pretty high up there on that list.
(Also, she isn’t kidding about encouraging people to hate on her work. I revel in it and I think she revels in my reveling in it. I hate with love, its a thing.)
Secondarily — Bullies. Ah, bullies, Bullies, Bullies! To My Bullies, I give you my un-ironic Thanks! Is it weren’t for you I wouldn’t be so bad-assingly thick-skinned (my wardrobe thanks you), I wouldn’t be nearly as spry (Dodgeball! my mad-ninja skills thanks you) and I wouldn’t have discovered that I could draw (Oh, fuck yeah! Thanks.to.fuckin’.you).
This enlightenment didn’t come from a place of bravery. It came from indifference born of a resignment. That I would never be liked and that I would always be loathsome. Life before the Internet, left me only my greater imaginings with which to escape. After tho, brought me a broader world where I could not only find comfort but somehow, magically, I had become a comfort to others.
D’you know the thing about the ”Fearless" Glyph/Rune, something I don’t think I’ve ever said out loud. I guess cuz I couldn’t. Still can’t. There will never be enough words in existence to express my feelings— for the overwhelming trust & responsibility, the honor granted me to design a single image that would touch & inspire millions of desperate souls….
…Yeah, Bullies, thank you for that.
My life’s been made better because I survived you. My loyalty is made fiercer because I’ve endured you. My devotion is far rarer because I’m better than you.
Obviously, I’ve made my own peace with this. Generally, like a pendulum, my feelings swing back and forth, from sincere gratitude to righteous spite. From the benevolent, “Living Well Is the Best Revenge” to the petty “Hah! You Sad-Sacks, Have No One To Blame But Yourself!”.
But that— that ‘dehumanizing’ horde mentality of blind and causeless hatred— I’ll never come to terms with that. Luckily, I’ll never have to because I have good friends. It’s to them that I look to so I will never have to endure the ugliness of looking at you.
Clary Fray is named after two friends of mine. Her name was originally Valerie Frayre (after the artist who designed the runes), then Valerie Frayne, then (when a friend of mine was also writing a book with a heroine named Valerie) Clary Frayne, then Clary Fray (my editor’s choice) — then when I realized Clary was a nickname, she became Clarice, and finally, Clarissa. (She’s not named after me. She is named after my friend Valerie Frayre, and my friend Clary.)
HI! I am an aspiring illustrator, and i was just wondering. do you do all your drawings by hand, and scan them in to the pc or do you do them straight on the pc? i really LOVE your work and was looking for some advice. Thanks! ~Corvyus
My hands have never been steady enough to draw in the computer, despite my massive tablet (a b-day gift from a fan/friend). I scrawl on a page, or several pages, and then use the PC to edit. Using openCanvas, PhotoShop, or some combination of the two, I attempt to make it lovely. This is a process of some many days.
Recently I was diagnosed with a neuromuscular disorder; after three years of not being able to use my hands at all, (if you look thru my gallery, you’d notice a nosedive in productivity, as well as the slow climb back) not saying that this didn’t depress me, as it has. This has urged me to try new mediums, experiment with supplies I’d never used before, things that were easier to navigate, more expensive, but are able to yield results. Rising to the challenge of making these new things, now I’m eager to find out what comes next.
Meanwhile; there is nothing better than being an aspiring artist, there is no way to go but up! As long as you’re always willing to try new things, at least the once, eventually you’ll find the genius that’ll work for you.
Okay, maybe that is a bit more cheesy than inspirational. Instead I’ll share what works for me, something my Mentor used to say; "Judge your work against zero, which is the nothing it replaces."
Thank you so much for the advice!
I too have been diagnosed with a debilitating condition, though not as severe as yours. Working where I do had given me carpel tunnel to the max in my wrists, and my left wrist is especially bad, being as I am left handed. So I understand about not having a steady hand.
The main reason I wanted to ask is bc recently I had a professor tell me I would not make it anywhere in life as an artist if I didn’t use strictly digital mediums.
Hi, i heard that you were the person who created the runes for hebeldesigns,i was wondering if i could use some of your runes in my artwork for my final year of highschool, since yours are widely known, i'll be creating new ones and recreating other so they're more like those in the books. i wanted to make the book of gray, im not selling them or anything, just an art project, but i thought it best to ask the creator to use theirs, its okay if its not okay,
Yep, I am that person. I think you should certainly do this thing! I am flattered beyond words & would consider it an honor if/when you document your project, you could share it with as many people as possible, maybe even me. ;}
That if I wanted to gauges interest in …oh, I dunno, chibi Doctor Who buttons, lets say a lot of ‘em, it means people have to pick their favorite only and can’t select multiple things; Why does picking our favorite companion mean ignoring our favorite baddie? And if we really
The Doctor, should we have to pick only one?
In good faith to there Series I’m not making them in the right order or slowly, more like a mad dash, you’re more than…
Little Amelia - praying to Santa.
Little Amelia Pond, w/ flashlight
Star Whale (aka Starship UK)
Nurse Rory Williams w/ cell phone
Amy Pond - Police Woman
11 - Raggedy Man w/ apple
11 - w/ Fez
Liz 10 - w/ mask & gun
River Song in Fatigues
9 w/Sonic + Rose
So, you, faithful viewer, tell me Who you’d like me to bring with?
Doctor Options Are; -1 & Susan -2 & The Brig -3 & The Brig and/or Sarah-Jane -4 & Sarah-Jane and/or K9 and/or Ramona -5 & Adric -6 & Peri -7 & Ace and/or Wolsey -8 & Grace -9 & Captain Jack -10 & Rose and/or Mickey and/or Martha and/or Jack and/or Donna and/or Wilf and/or River Song -11 & River Song (variants) and/or Amy/Amelia and/or Last-Centurion-Rory/Rory Williams
*I’ve every intention in drawing ALL of these, as well as whatever other you might suggest, but I can only make a few into buttons. Whatever gets the most feedback comes with to NYAF. Will make left over available post-con.
Baby steps, as it were. Open up for commissions* to pay for convention cost as well as the recent upsurge of medical bills.
$20 Chibi [tablet drawn] such as…
$30 Chibi’s [hand drawn] such as…
$40 Personalized Runes, such as…
*Although created with
cassandraclare's permission, these will not be official, sanctioned, Clave approved Runes, etc. but they will be personalized & yours. Maybe if make enough of them I might upload them all into a glorious new sheet of tattoo flash. Who knows?
**have listed more convention details over at deviantart
a year ago, i joined hitRECord in a grand gesture ‘to expand my horizons’, etc. It was really an act of weakness— I couldn’t take on paying work anymore because I started dropping things, getting cramps & spasms from doing everyday things, I’d get tremors that’d sometimes last for days. I felt broken, unreliable & false when people wanted to talk shop.
I dunno what I thought it’d be like. I’d never really collaborated before; I thought it meant losing control. Since I was losing that anyway… I uploaded only things made for personal use, things I loved but was never going to get a chance to put them to use. I figured playing around with these RECorder’s would placate artist-smartist self.
The word ‘small’ I doesn’t begin to describe my thinking, but the word “Tiny” began to have a much better ring to it.
It’s been a year; Fibromyalgia looks likely to be the culprit of my deterioration but with no really-for-real answer there is no satisfaction in the knowing this but there is satisfaction in getting this.
I hadn’t seen it in print, so I wasn’t certain. I hadn’t known what I was getting into but then I never really do. I’m a published artist now, I’m handicapped, I am not giving up, I’m frightened everyday, I am certain this is not the end, I am grateful were it to be.
Especially to the Girl at the Library, so into reading “City of Bones" she didn’t stop to watch where she walked… (I can only assume you go to PS.95, because of how young & petite you are, although I went to MS.143 around the bend & couldn’t have been an inch bigger. Apologies for not getting your name.)
Normally an internet embargo on my part means I’m up to artistic doings and preparing for a flood of creative-goodness. And maybe this is, in a lengthy roundabout distinctly unfun way— in November of 2010 I sought treatment for problems with my joints, specifically my wrists & knees. And in the logical progression, for the depression that would follow. By December (17th to be morbidly precise) tremors and weakness in my hands made it difficult if not impossible to brush teeth, comb hair, open doors, type and if you haven’t guessed yet, draw.
Anyone local, or who saw me over New Years/MoCCA Artfest certainly noted I am sporting my time-tested knee & hand braces once more! Tried and true little buggers they are. But by February physical therapy was proven ineffective. Now all sorts of experts have started poking, Ortho, Vascular, Neurological, etc.
I’ve never been a super healthy person but even at my worst, I’ve always had art to keep my sane. Going into my seventh month of being incapable of creating, commuting or even computing, I don’t think I’ve ever been so scared—
And then I get a praise from my ambulance driver (‘sup Anesdi)