Another month gone by with only one post. Cripes. Why even bother, eh? Time to rectify this situation. Hunkered down and decided to sling some ink last night. Couldn't draw to save my soul was the main reason. Had this printout of Doom from some Ultimatum book or something. Think it's Finch's work, but not sure. I started trying to be all perfect and following his every line correctly, but it just wasn't any fun. If you draw that tight why do you need an inker anyway? Just digitally do it and be done.
Then a lightbulb went off in my head.
"You know, this is practice and for fun, right? Why don't you ink how you wanna ink and enjoy the process?"
After that I did start to loosen up and the brush flowed a lot more freely. Don't think I'm going to ink the whole thing, just Doom's mug as the rest of the page is all detailed bookshelves and floors about the size of grains of rice. Some pencillers are like guitar players: all about getting themselves off with their own work. It's not fun and doesn't inspire, it only makes art feel more unattainable to most. Okay, I'm stepping down from the soapbox...
Wanna try to get onto a 3-day-a-week schedule and get those creative juices flowing again. Peace out!
1 comment:
'Bout time, slacker! :)
Inkers may have started out as the guys who made the art dark enough to print but they evolved into the guys that embellished and/or fixed the work of the penciller. Good inkers are a nice firewall between the pencillers and the printers. No matter how tight a penciller is, if he screws something up, it's nice to have an inker around to clean up the mess. Besides, no matter how tight the pencils, digital inking pales in comparison to some sweet, luscious inks any day of the week.
In my opinion, inking will NEVER be obsolete.
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