I went back to draw more bones. I drew a whole lot more this time around, but I think I might've burnt myself out. I don't know how anatomical/medical illustrators do it, bones are a real son of a bitch to draw. After hours of drawing, my eyes began to bug out, and my brain cried for me to stop. A lot of visual information was translated on to paper today. I can't wait until the day where I can go on without any breaks at all. Maybe I'll go crazy, and step over into an enlightened state of creativity. I don't know.
I'm still having a hard time composing properly, fitting everything in. Composition is tough to think about when you're so preoccupied in being accurate. The day composition comes naturally to me will be such a glorious happy day.
I'm still having a hard time composing properly, fitting everything in. Composition is tough to think about when you're so preoccupied in being accurate. The day composition comes naturally to me will be such a glorious happy day.
