In a recent chat with my husband about what I wanted from this art project, I said, “let’s face it, in terms of influence I’m—” Ted: starts laughing Me: What? Ted: I’m waiting for you to say ‘landing somewhere between Wendy Pini & Jim Lee’ and…well… I mean… o.o Me, vaguely indignant: well i was GOING to say Elfquest and X-Men, not Jim Lee specifically, but…yes……. I mean, I’m never going to be as good as either of them, but still, it was both funny and spot-on. But so anyway,…
So all of my art time the past week has been taken up with costuming (maybe next year I’ll remember that I basically lose a week of writing around Halloween every year), and this morning we sent Darkworld Kris from Deltarune off to school for costume day. He’s completely chuffed. So am I, tbh. I (we: he DID help, and also said thank you about ninety times) had never tried making foam armor before and my husband found some great, simple tutorials, and the result is, we feel, pretty damn…
I think I have to accept that this bike is just badly constructed. It was great for two days and then started clunking again when I pedal. Unlike before, the fly wheel is no longer wobbling back and forth and feeling like it could shear off, but it clunks twice with every go-around, at the top and the bottom, and…I can’t remember how much it cost, but if it was the low end of what it might have cost, I’ve spent nearly that much trying to get it fixed, and…
Me, grumpily, to my husband, as I stared hatefully at all the upcoming “how to draw a REALISTIC tree/bird/frog/skull” things in my art project: do you know who else was a major influence on my style? PATRICK NAGEL. YOU KNOW. THE GUY WHO DID THIS KIND OF ART: Not gonna lie, guys, every step of this last ten hours has been a S T R U G G L E to get myself to do. I do not care about drawing realistic trees or photo-accurate cityscapes. I despise grid drawings.…
Project Whup Daniel has had a setback in that it took two frickin’ weeks to get my bike back from the shop after it started going clunk clunk clunk. Last time I brought it in they got kind of titchy when I rang up to find out if it was done after the 2-3 days they’d promised, and it took them a week; this time I waited for two fucking weeks for what they said would take two days, and when I went in, the bike was in the back…