This is a very silly painting for a few reasons. This animal's forefeet weren't made for gripping and, even if they were, a predator made to hunt with natural weapons wouldn't need a spear. (Nevermind their brains not being wired to fabricate stone tools)
But, by gar, I felt like drawing a dromaeosaur with a spear. The really beautiful thing about art is that it doesn't always have to make sense.
Edward and Eloise were tickled pink. Theyd just passed their Artist Test with flying colours, and were the proud owners of slick new artistic licences. Their unlicensed friends would be green with envy as Eloise and Edward painted the town red. Or blue, purple, striped, polkadot.... Smugly grinning, the pompous Paint Police watched from a distance, already scribbling fines for the newlyweds' outrageous use of colour and seriously negative space. Recently-licenced artists usually went overboard the moment the laminated scrap of plastic reached their trembling hands.
Acrylic on acid-free matboard, 56 x 81.5 cm. Scanning this on my A4 scanner was a nightmare!
I wrote the above description a long time ago, when I did the first concept sketches for the main characters late last year, and I dont think it quite fits the tone of the finished piece. However, Ive included it anyway.