Sylvanas, after she was all blue and dead and stuff.
This one I really like. I might be getting a handle on this coloring with Photoshop thing. For real this time. Maybe. In any case I’m making a serious effort to be less precious, i.e. look, you can see brushstrokes this time!
I had a bit of a struggle with the background, trying to figure out how to make it contrast without washing out entirely. (No contrast wasn’t an option, as it led to visual overstimulation/confusion. But I also didn’t want her standing there in a totally neuter background either.) A bit of blur plus some desaturation did it, even if it did hurt my soul a bit to wash out what I had so carefully colored.
Like the dude said, ‘murder your darlings’. It applies as well to visual art as it does to writing.
Liz, I miss you. I seem to remember an abortive phone call at some point that we promised to pick up on, but we haven’t managed yet. I should try calling you again.
Looking at your blog reminds me of what a gift you have and what a privilege it was to get to sit and watch you draw.
I am going to call you soon, dammit, and stop all this maudlin nonsense.
A.