Inked four pages in under four hours last night. This makes me happy. I hope to get the other five inked and on the painting board before the weekend is out.
I typically have two thoughts running through my head while I'm inking. The first is "If I lived here, I'd be home by now," meaning that if I didn't have to paint these friggin' pages, I'd probably be long done with this book and well into the next. The second thought is largely unprintable, as it is rarely more than an incoherent string of profanity directed at my inability to ink.| Comments (0)
So I played hookey from work on Monday, and along with a pretty quiet weekend and Independence Day on Tuesday, I got a ton of drawing in. Starting from last Wednesday night, I've gotten nine pages pencilled and straight-inked. That's got to be some sort of new record for me. Of course, if I were of real artistic caliber, like Sim or Speed, I'd have nine pages finished. Still, that's really fast production for me. I'm guessing it'll take another two weeks of evenings to get everything brush-inked and toned, so a total of nine pages in three weeks -- that's a little less than triple my usual. It'll also push me dangerously close to the hundred-page mark that's eluded me so long. If I can pull a few more weeks like this, I might -- might -- get this sucker done by next spring.
Wish me luck.| Comments (0)