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The angst of art
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
I've been working on the first two pages of the BS comic; got it done this weekend. It took a lot longer than I expected -.-... several hours of having to deal with PENCIL SMUDGES!! AUUGHHHH!! And then once I'm coloring, there's teh WAITING[!!!], since my computer can barely handle the 20MB PSDs. *goes berserk*
It's been good fun though, and kind of interesting to see how it turned out. In the past few weeks, I'd been sketching the first frame of the comic over and over in different notebooks at different places. I wanted Vol to look serious, but with some blocky features. I was also thinking of complicating her outfit, since it always seemed a too simple.
Sadly, once I drop my pen for a pencil and put it to a blank sheet of paper instead of lined notebook paper, I can't draw the same way. Dreams of the whole spirit I wanted to convey in the line-art slowly passed with each bout of disgruntled erasing. Past midnight, as my brother saw me bent over something like this, he pointed out that it deviated a bit too much from my style. In fact, it reminded him of the Ctrl-Alt-Del/Penny Arcade artists. I don't think I really agreed with him until I saw it the next morning o.O bleh.
I decided to go with a chibi style, more similar to my Baroquen comic than any of the presketches. This is how Vol in the first frame ended up. A bit cuter than she was ever supposed to be... but, who can argue with CUTE!! ^__^. So I'm happy.
And here is a even cuter image where you can see my Ian McConville mog wallpaper, guaranteed to make you squeal in delight. WEEEEEEEE!!!1 You can also catch a tiny sneak peek of the second page of BScomic, nicely framed within version 2.2.6 of the great GIMP. Oh, but the improvements of 2.2.6! I'd discovered in the makings that I had been working with an old version of GIMP this whole time. Makes me weep bitterly!
So that is the story; I'll be posting the comic somewhere in the near future.
Other news would include that Praise Symphony had its first performance! We did it at Sunrise Assisted Living and I think it went very well compared to the amount of time I stressed out over it =/. Hopefully I can convince Finale, my much neglected friend, to spell out a nicer arrangement for their next performance.
Oh, the drama.
Learning to laugh at yourself
Friday, April 1, 2005
"If the Lord wills, tomorrow I will live, and celebrate Truth Day. By God's grace, I plan to tell the truth all day long." – David Rees
^ Rarely do I find a blog entry that means so much to me!!
Here's for everybody who, like me, can't stand practical jokes and tricks.
I love truth. I hate... being tricked. You could say I'm the gullible type, as I naturally take everybody and everything seriously, too seriously at times, and sometimes it hurts, and sometimes I end up with loads of resentment, bottled up with no where to go.
Yes, I think there is an opposite vice to making jokes that hurt people. It is being so serious, you hurt people (and yourself). Many times, it is easy for one to border on, say, condemnation -- responding to some harmful joke in an unloving way. Or maybe intolerance, like getting too worked up about it when you know wasn't meant to harm you. Or unforgiveness, like keeping it in the back of your mind so you can... steep in bitterness?
The answer to this, as with all things, is to be heaven-minded. There is a time to tell somebody to stop hurting you, and there is a time to let it pass, but either way, as a Christian you NEED to have your mind set on things above so that you can have a rightful, Christ-like attitude.
"For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God... You used to walk in these ways, in the life you once lived. But now you must rid yourselves of all such things as these: anger, rage, malice, slander, and filthy language from your lips." - Col 3:3, 7-8.
Definately something I need to work on =). On the lighter side, I present this week's latest artistic endeavors: True Luff and a long-due spoof on Daily Success XD yay~
Happy Truth Day, peeps!