To my way of thinking it's been two years since I last finished a drawing. At work I deal in vector points --tiny little headaches made of math. Then, in private time, I scheme these projects so grandiose, so sprawling in their scope, they'll bear nothing worth showing for five years at least. The formula would read thusly:
Workaholic Lifestyle X Two years = No Returns to Show For It.
Artistically this led to a malaise. Eventually, having sacrificed everything else to gain momentum, I had nothing left to do but wallow when that momentum ran out.
Then the thought occurred: Why not just draw?
So I drew this.
This started out a gesture of a boy in space, gazing leftward, no idea who or where or why. After him I saw a hole in the composition, so I filled it with a girl. Continuing in this manor, soon enough, I filled the whole thing in and felt contentment, a long time coming.
I wouldn't call this image great, but there's potential here. I'm pleased with how the background came out. I'm still not confident about coloring it. See some later entry for that noise.
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I'm seeing sort of an alternate universe here, too futuristic to be called steampunk but with an element of old technology that prevents it from being strictly sci-fi. Earthbound future metropolis with grit. Old West meets Gotham. He's a traveler, seeking something, perhaps not even he knows precisely what. Maybe the girl in the dress will help him, and maybe she won't. She's capricious, streetwise and jaded to his introverted confusion.
ReplyDeleteBut that's just me.