So…picture that meme where the doggo is saying “this is fine, everything’s fine,” while surrounded by everything in flames. That’s sorta how I feel right now.
I’m being bullied (again…) even though I’d rather go frolic in a pretty meadow somewhere instead. Why don’t we have an abundance of pretty meadows anymore?! And why is it so hard to reach the ones that do exist?
Idk. That’s all I wanna do.
But I still don’t have the resources.
So I shoveled the snow, did adulty things, and watched some more art tutorials. Like (part of) this one - I kinda love this guy’s art. He’s really good at building from shapes, and last art practice determined that I’m a shapes girl…even if I’m not great at them yet.
But after watching some of his tutorials, I set myself a challenge try starting with silhouettes and building the shapes (because #goals, right? Sometimes it’s nice to feel like we’ve done something, and since frolicking in a pretty meadow was firmly not an option…).
Lessons learned: I haven’t figured out how to do the technique properly; I have a strong love for that blur brush; changing canvas direction actually helps me spot mistakes and I need to use it more; less layers pls; and practice shapes/lighting more.
Positive take home: using just shapes actually helped me with storytelling. Look how sad she is? I found myself wondering why, and what had happened to her…even though *i’m the one who drew her.* So I liked that I felt that.
My character art usually feels static and…not real. “Just” a drawing that came together unwillingly.
But this time, I saw a story - something close to real. So I’m getting somewhere, I guess.
What do you think?
****ps - any similarities to IRL persons is strictly coincidental. This was drawn entirely freehand, and was supposed to be another depiction of my character, Zinnia. I’m not sure it’s entirely her vibe - still thinking about that. It was left unfinished on purpose.
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