I’m always going through books, albums, and other things – here’s what stuck lately:
I sat down yesterday with the intent of drawing some Pulpy Logotypes. The one logotype I have was the last thing I drew on these two pages. I got sidetracked a little bit. I don’t know what it is about iterating on one thing past the “I’m out of ideas”-threshold repeatedly that appeals so much to me, but It does. I spent almost a whole day on “just one more” without realizing it.
I spent some time yesterday evening windowshopping on websites of type foundries. That influenced this morning’s warmup doodling.
Yesterday was my monthly doctor’s appointment, and it zapped the energy right out of me. Also, I opened Affinity Designer again. I drew some small vignette sketches, and when I cleaned one in Photoshop, it did not come out as clean or simple as I wanted them to be, so I’ll try to do them in Designer.
Anyways. Here are a couple of random figure sketches.
You can’t go wrong with drawing Zombies.
You can’t go wrong with drawing Pirates.
You can’t go wrong with drawing Snails. Right?
If you think about it, Snails are actually well-fitting animals for both Zombies and Pirates. Slow, Omnivores, plundering your mum’s garden… .
I only recently discovered this YT channel, but I’ve since found several bands and albums that I like through it. Since I still purchase albums, my wallet certainly doesn’t appreciate the discovery, but you don’t have to follow my lead. The Youtube channel often posts full albums with links to where you can buy or stream.
After I wrote the fight scene, I decided to do character drawings based on it.
I’m also pretty set on using that sketchbook background for my drawings at the moment, but I’m still experimenting with the look of the drawings. For these, I used Kyle’s Tech Micron 0.5-Brush, but I don’t think that’s the one I’ll stick with.
This also concludes the second week of “back to drawing.” I’m still figuring out how much I can work and at what kind of schedule day to day.
A single fight scene
Read time: ~2-3 min
Dira tightened her grip on her sword. Leather straps, discolored and worn thin from years of use of the blade by her master before her own time with it, bit into the palm of her hand. She felt it when her opponent decided to make its move. Behind that ridge with the coress-bushes.
Dira tensed her leg muscles, concentrating on the feeling of her feet digging into the ground for good traction. You’re not moving forward; you are pushing the earth away from you – her master had told her. And that is what Dira did. She pushed.
A flickering of air indicated her movement. Before the dirt dislodged by her launch touched ground again, she appeared above her enemy. It was the first opportunity Dira had to take a good look at the other fighter. A starved-looking thin woman, there was barely any flesh on her. Tendinous limbs with so little muscle around that Dira wondered how this woman could move at all.
This is, at the moment, my favorite background for sketching.
