I’m torn. Inking is fun, and I’ll get better with practice, but I feel like I’m sucking the spontaneity out of my sketches. My life drawing teacher mentioned that some particular artist (I have the memory of a 35-year-old) would sketch just the important points and curves of a figure, and then would connect those curves with swift, smooth strokes of ink instead of “chicken scratches.” So I think my next experiment will be to pencil by placing enough landmarks to ground my inking, but with enough gaps to allow me to feel a little more free with my hand.

Yep, still occasionally drawing naked ladies. The paper was actually white, but as I was rolling through my Photoshop presets I thought of today’s title.

I sketched this a few days ago, but it accurately represents the way I feel when I have nothing interesting to post!

As suspected, I got more done in class than I did all week at home.

I seem to have a hard time being productive outside of class, so I went ahead and laid out the panels and dialogue for the entire book, and tonight in class I’ll work on filling in the actual artwork.