I am a cranky butt this morning, as we would say to my nephews, so I’m trying to jolly myself into better cheer by posting the inked pages for Chance. I can’t wait to see these in color, as even though I know exactly what’s going on in all the frames, on some of them my eye gets confused just because of all the black and white lines going everywhere. Despite that, I’m incredibly, incredibly pleased with the look of the whole thing, and I know that colors will take care of the “agh where do I look” problem. Superhero comics don’t generally work well in black and white for this very reason.
*Man* I wish I knew how to lay down colors. This is mostly because I like coloring, and it kind of kills me to look at all these wonderful pages and know that my own attempts to make them pretty (prettier) would fail horribly. It’s actually more frustrating to not be able to color them than not be able to draw them, and part of my reason for being grumpy this morning is that I can’t draw them. (Actually, as far as art’s concerned, I’m really grumpy because I can’t draw this. Specifically that Wonder Woman/Superman one down toward the bottom. Stop looking at me like that; reason does not enter in to this.) Grump grump grump.
Ok, now that I’ve made myself feel silly, I’m more cheerful. :)
All I can say is… those girls must have a big budget for brazillian waxes. :)
There was quite a discussion about that on‘s journal, yes. :)
*SNORK* I was going to say something like that, but you just expressed it more concisely. :)