Color comp…sort…for Patch’s class. Just need to do stuff for the poly bag and then I’ll start on the final images. Feeling horrid this afternoon as well. Yay, migraines and nausea. I just want to take some meds and go to sleep. Too bad I have to pack and call my aunt once I get out. And then tomorrow I’ll be taking a train alone to NYC and then take a bus with one of my aunts to Ithaca. I’m going to finally play through the Festivale on AC on the train.
About half of the sketches I’ve posted today and yesterday were from class yesterday when I was working myself out of a funk. I touched things like Damla’s weird face up before posting, but this was the sketch where things were finally working and the point at which I felt comfortable going back to work on my comic assignment. Also, I think it’s sweet that I still like enjoy drawing Mel. She’s such an old character for me. Even older than the first version of my Chimera characters.
Tiefling Cwen from that goblin prompt I was trying to do back a few days ago. The plan was for Goblin Melita to be sitting on Cwen’s shoulder with a hand possessively on Cwen’s head, but it kept not turning out right. But since Kiki did seem to like my tiefling version of Cwen, I decided to post this.
Dreaming as one of Kiki’s goblins for her prompt. I love you, Kiki.
I was trying to draw a version of Melita and Cwen for Kiki’s goblin prompt, but kept getting frustrated and eventually gave up and went to sleep instead. Here are two little doodles I did to try to just pin down an idea for their look and outfits for the sketch that I never finished. (Maybe I’ll still finish it at some point…but no promises. I did end up drawing Dreaming as a goblin though.) Anyway, Melita is already a rich brat, though obviously not as corrupt as Kiki’s goblins, so she’s seemed like a good choice for making a goblin. And then I figured I’d make Cwen a lower class nightmarian.
I haven’t drawn my baby, Damla, in a while. I totally drew her just two weeks ago. Oh my gosh, Robin. In my defense, it was a younger version and not in her usual clothes. I think this drawing ended up a tad too old though? She looks like a young adult (well, what we consider a young adult in modern times). I can tell, because I’m getting “my baby is all grown up!” feels looking at this. And I can’t see Damla being content just waiting around all that time. My current train of thought is that she sets out on her adventure as she reaches marriageable age. Maybe she gets a guiding star vision without awakening into a seer, raising curiosities. Looking at the culture of the people, she’s probably been completely adopted by a family, which means that I need to develop those characters. -rolls around- But if she had a guiding star vision, her adoptive family would probably support her setting out, even though they’d be worried, especially since she didn’t awaken into a seer.
Another one of my little melodramatic vent sketches. I won’t post the rest, because…yeah. I allow myself to be as melodramatic as I want about how I feel in my sketchbook, but I still haven’t gotten used to sharing them. When I was younger, I at least tried to project onto a character to remove some of the attention from myself (as many people with anxiety disorders will tell you, drawing attention to yourself is horrifying, even if you need help), but I do try to be more open these days. I’m fine, I swear, I just need to vent every so often to help deal and keep things from being bottled up.
A miserable, anxious doodle from once of the days when I was feeling terrible and sick. I have like…six of these from one day because I really wanted to draw, but felt like nothing I was drawing was any good. Which is why I didn’t scan it before, but looking back on them as I was scanning today, I realized that it was probably the anxiety talking, so here.
I’m on my first month completely off of my anti-convulsives. I think the decreasing amounts of it in my system over the past few months might be part of why I’ve been feeling so iffy lately, and why my headaches have been worse this semester.
I never got around to drawing a witchsona when everyone else was, but I still had it on the brain, so I drew this during critiques last week. Kinda a mess color wise. Sorry, but it’s just one of those days.
Thumbnails and some expressions from my quick character sheet for the short comic project we’re doing in Christine’s class.