Fanart: "Scientifically Sound Explanation Is Optional"

[beeinmybonnet]

Title: Scientifically Sound Explanation Is Optional
Characters/Pairings: Sherlock Holmes
Genre: Portrait, Pencil; Illustration
Rating: G
Medium: Graphite drawing; retouched in Photoshop Elements 5.0

Disclaimer: This is a transformative work of art based on Guy Ritchie's adaptation of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's original stories.



Full size: 724x849

If there is one thing Watson is certain of at this very moment, it's that there must be a scientifically sound explanation for this.

Probably. Possibly.

No. There definitely is a scientifically sound explanation, and Watson is convinced that if Holmes hadn't just turned into a child, he'd be evaluating the facts already, developing theories.

—A Silly Phase

Have you read zarah5's A Silly Phase? No? Then toddle off and read it. Take it from someone who is iffy about both kid!fics and spontaneous-metamorphosis!fics — it's that good.

As for my drawing, I know it's bit off, but I don't draw children very often. (I think the last time was... what, two years ago? Anyways.) Also, what is it with Wikipedia and having no information whatsoever on children's fashion during the 1880's?
Reference used ad nauseam. The model? Well... take a guess.

Comments

[beeinmybonnet.livejournal.com]

Well, naturally, it would be hilarious if Watson thought he had been dragged into a molly house, but, uh, maybe that's too crack-y? Or perhaps not? As long as Watson tries to keep himself as far away from M&M as possible, I'm happy. (And this is the reason why this has to happen early in Watson and Holmes', er, acquaintance, because it has to be before Watson realises Holmes would never let him come to harm. Yes, I'd love to see Holmes deliver a no-holds-barred beatdown to a thug who attacks Watson. With Watson gaping stupidly at him for it.)

Holmes is, though, isn't he? I mean, even in the movie, unless I was hallucinating. Just, there was something horribly affected in his manner in the resturant scene, was it not? Not just him being rude and awkward, but actually eyebrow-raising. That cravat was so, so gay.

You haven't? I haven't finished it yet, but it's pretty, and have awesome briefing videos with Lestrade (♥!) and it fills in the plot of the film nicely. (It's a canon prequel to a canon fanfic!)

So soon!? I mean, certainly, of course, take all the time you need! ♥♥ I'll PM or e-mail you if I come up with something that cannot possibly wait, and you'll do the same, right? All right, we're ON!

[ladylovelace.livejournal.com]

Within days of his capture, I should think. Or possibly on the day of, and Watson has a horrible moment where he thinks he's going to be sold to the two of them, or something.

I suppose it was, come to that. Cravats, though, are the mark of a proper gentleman, slightly more concerned with fashion than Watson is (remembering that Holmes is interminably vain).

I am allergic to Facebook. It makes me sad.

Yep - if you come up with something, feel free to tell me about it, and I shall do likewise. *is excited*

[beeinmybonnet.livejournal.com]

... Let's keep that oh-my-god-is-he-going-to-sell-me-as-white-slave thing in, pretty please? ♥ Because then we can have Watson internally panicking and having to talk himself out of it by reminding himself he's a near expert at Holmes, and Holmes doesn't dabble in human trafficking, so get a grip on yourself already.

Oh, I know Holmes is vain like a peacock, but the first thing I noticed was that he wore the cravat under his collar rather than over it, which, hm, gave an interesting effect. (This is one of the drawbacks of swotting up on fashion. ::facepalm::) But he acted sort of snarkily flamboyant, clearly playing it up. Maybe that was another factor for Watson's irritation/awkwardness? "Brilliant, old chap, do act like a total nance, no one will notice it, I'm sure. Gargh!"

::coughs:: I hate Facebook with the passion of a gogolplex boiling saucepans, but my fangirlism won over in the end and I created a fake account. You don't have to do much more than that; only a (fake) name and (real) e-mail is required, thank god. (I wonder if the clips are available on-line. Hm...)