I was very eager at this time to make single-width ink lines work for me. It just never really happened. I’m not a relaxed inker. My hand has a death grip, squeezing with tension. And my drawings are rarely a sculpture from the inside, as I wish they would be. To choose a concise line, to commit to a form just never aligned right in my brain. I just don’t long for it anymore though, since those lines are kinda 2000s-y and and played out now. Now I just wish I could paint landscapes. |
Aww, Eve is so cute here!
As I recall, toward the end of the strip, you did some stunning landscapes as backgrounds. Don't sell yourself short!
"Do you think this is a mother fucking game?!"