At some point you have to put the pencils down and pick up the inking tools. There's a few things I would like to take another stab at but this has to get finished. It never matches the roughs insofar as spontaneity, energy and "motion" goes.
I have a problem in seeing the forest for the trees, or the image for the details. I know I have a deficiency in certain things when it comes to drawing, but I try to balance that out with making an attractive image that's fun or dramatic or what have you. With some interesting-looking details. I guess that's called "style", but I have the bad habit of thinking of it as compensating. And maybe it is, so what, right? I don't know.
The anxiety never goes away. Every drawing feels like I've never drawn anything else in my life. Even my own characters seem foreign and alien to me, I have to look at old drawings to remind myself what the heck goes where the hell. Blah blah blah.
Winky just pushed my Switch so it fell on the floor with a loud thunk. I'm taking that as a sign to stop typing and start inking. And put the Switch somewhere safe from naughty pirate cats.
Wish me luck!
And, as always, keep it under your hats for the time being.
Evan Dorkin
2023-12-21 05:49:58 +0000 UTCEvan Dorkin
2023-12-21 05:44:01 +0000 UTCRussell Grant
2023-12-19 20:35:40 +0000 UTCWilliam Hernandez
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