The scenic view of the middlelobe
After working nearly fifty hours this week training for a new job, I've finally got some time off. We had an Art Friend stay with us this last week. She resided in our spare room, did a lecture, did another lecture and managed to procure a bunch of students for some underling work. Missy has a big grant due tomorrow*. There is also the matter of whether-or-not I will be make-believe this weekend in Columbus because Dirty Johnny has yet to get ahold of me.
Here's a "map" of the penwork for the drawing. You can't see all the line-work 'cause it's fucking small, but you can check it out in these close-ups.
Now I'll start in on the background, which will be a bug-like, germy looking texture of little floating guys (in my head I think of them as phantom yolks) done with mechanical pencils. I'm Gonna hafta' get real small for this one, real small indeed. . .
*Living with someone who is writing a grant, if you don't know, is often riddled with intricate near-misses concerning them not killing you in your sleep.
Here's a "map" of the penwork for the drawing. You can't see all the line-work 'cause it's fucking small, but you can check it out in these close-ups.
Now I'll start in on the background, which will be a bug-like, germy looking texture of little floating guys (in my head I think of them as phantom yolks) done with mechanical pencils. I'm Gonna hafta' get real small for this one, real small indeed. . .
*Living with someone who is writing a grant, if you don't know, is often riddled with intricate near-misses concerning them not killing you in your sleep.
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