I’ve been thinking about the long, circular journey to relearning to draw through the 10,000-drawings project. I pulled out some of my old pre-arm-injury sketchbooks, and I have to conclude: I was a pretty lousy cartoonist in college. I wasn’t so bad at portraits or painting, but things got weird when I used just pen and ink to do comic book-style art (unless it was ElfQuest holt art or A Distant Soil fan art…).
LJ-user Dr. Phil Physics goaded me on to post some of the old art, so I’ll be alternating between not-Roman and Roman sketches-of-the-day this week I’m not sure I have to courage to show any of the actual comic book or animation-style art, though. They really were…not great.
Portrait of my mother right after high school, based off an old photo:
Robin of Sherwood fan art (dig that 80s hair!); actually, the face may have been drawn from life at a convention panel, so…dig that 90s hair?:
A friend of mine from school, in costume for our SF video series, Project NN; I think we managed 4 episodes. Her character was a rebel freedom fighter who was really a princess…and stuff. The upper lip is too long, I think. I also think I was probably an insufferably dictatorial director:
Now I get to order imaginary Romans around instead of actual people. It all works out.
I’ve been primarily but not exclusively using Sakura Pigma Micron pens to draw SPQR Blues. JetPens recently began stocking a different version of the 005 (0.2mm) XSDK005 pen, labelled ESDK005 on the barrel, at a cost of $1.60 more than the XSDK005. But is there any real difference between them?
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“Three hundred and fifty years ago, Isaac Newton saw an apple fall and decided that gravity existed. Three weeks ago, Tim Hunt saw a woman cry and decided that all women are unfit to be scientists. Science is based on observations, which are the same thing as universal proof. Even I know that, and I’m just a woman whose brain is filled to capacity with yoga poses and recipes for gluten-free organic soap. Once, I was lured into a trap in the woods because I followed a trail of Sex and the City DVDs for three miles into a covered pit. Do you really think I could do something as complicated as thinking about science? . . . Frankly, I don’t even know how I managed to become a scientist. I can only name a handful of important women in science, and they are all dinosaurs in Jurassic Park.”