Haven't posted anything new in a couple weeks, but I have not been idle.
I have been facing the perennial artist problem of becoming deeply inspired, turned on by gorgeous works of other artists, and when attempting to translate my passion to paper...or in this case, screen, been stymied by personal limitations of skill.
Despite my instinctual desire to throw my tablet pen down in frustration and not draw until the magic art fairy sprinkled me with Amazing Art Dust, cooler heads prevailed, and I mentally slapped myself around a little while reminding myself that AAD is VERY hard to come by and magic art fairies are capricious creatures that take great amusement from sprinkling the powder over elephants with paint brushes and cats and dying alcoholics, and that if I want my reach and my grasp to land a little nearer each other, there is another method that is generally considered effective, if sometimes tedious, and it is called practice.
That was one spectacularly run-on sentence. And I DONT EVEN CARE.
So, practice. The first thing is, try to draw every day. Which I mostly do anyway, even not counting stuff at work, but I wanted to...focus more. I have, regularly lately, been getting sucked into larger projects, which, at an hour lunch break at a time, take up a good amount of art-making real estate. And though I was, absolutely, learning from what I was doing, finding techniques, honing skills, etc., etc., I realized, almost by accident, that there were some very specific areas and in which I was lacking and needed improving, and finally pinpointed the type of practice that would really benefit me.
The result is a back-to-basics bunch of studies that I have been working on this week. Poses, movement, faces:
There aren't, as usual, enough hours in a day and I've been getting to bed late all week finishing up studies started on my lunch break...and getting distracted by Sherlock fanfiction (tonight is an exception...a little late, because of this post, but my performance at the gym this week tells me I NEED a little more rest, at least ONE night)...but I got lucky at work this week too...our satellite ad firm needs some more illustrations to go with an earlier project...and of course they want the art yesterday, and are probably going to gripe about the fact that three detailed illustrations with multiple people and detailed environments take me longer than three days to complete, and I don't have the time to make them as good as they should be or fix all the problems I want to....but I AM GETTING TO SPEND A COUPLE WEEKS DRAWING ALL THE TIME, GUYS! Those are the best work days, in my personal opinion.
Anyway, my sleep-deprived brain is rambling, and I'm squeeking fruther past my bed time, so before I go, just a couple fun fan art doodles from recently for y'all:
^Sherlock fanart (with utterly fail perspective). I'm deeply obsessed with this show. DEEPLY. Three episodes a year (movie length or not) is NOT sufficient. And especially when leaving us on angsty cliff-hanger tinter hooks all that time. AGONY.
Some doofy xmen doodles I made the other night while consoling a friend and watching Criminal Minds over at his house. I'm unthrilled with Jean/Phoenix, but love Logan...and I've decided that Cyclopes regularly insists on finishing his frappachino before fighting evil. I don't like Scott Summers.
WHEW! Okay, much more writing than I intended. I had planned on just tossing up some art...but I'm not known for being concise. BED. NOW.