A quick observational sketch from the chess meet—boards, pieces, and the strange architecture of waiting. The chessmen seemed to be rehearsing before the players arrived.
Wrapping my mind around drawing human / humanoid. Trace the silhouette first, then slowly carve out the anatomy and add on the clothing details last. Was also studying human anatomy earlier, tracing the body tones and proportions. Without paying much attention all these months, I managed to learn something I thought that I have been unable to do. Next would be to balance the style and details, especially with the faces...
Two pens resting on the table, drawn quickly before they were put back to work. The lines wander and double back, but that is part of looking: an ordinary object becomes particular when we give it our full attention.
Ink sketch from observation.
She is screaming.
You just can’t hear her.
Cinch tighter.
The paper crumples.
She takes up less space.
Sometimes, silencing is just making someone smaller.
