ten-paces-and-draw

okay but Giotto grew up on the street right? i can just imagine him meeting somebody when he first made his family and he hasnt learned Etiquette yet. the other boss is like “fine we’ll duel” after there was a disagreement for a ceasefire. giotto thought they were both just gonna throwdown and beat the other’s face in not have an old west gun show down. he’s so confused when he’s told to step ten paces away and draw like “whats this rich bullshit come over here and fight me”

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Colour Palettes:
I used my latest piece as a chance to experiment with colouring technique! I found a thing online somewhere (I forget where) which suggessted using the ‘crystallize’ filter in photoshop to create colour palettes from old photos, found images etc as guides. I decided this could be a useful way to make myself think more about the colours I use and it turned out to be a pretty successful experiment!


Above you can see two different crystalized colour palettes I tried, next to rough mock-ups of colour schemes using those palettes and the finished image. Although it adds an hour extra to my photoshop time (this image was 16+ hours after intial line drawing), I think this technique is definitely worth the effort. My colour balance appears much more refined. I think I’m going to carry on using it for everything I can, until choosing successful colour palettes becomes second nature!

1. You were both young, the first time you touched.
Bloom-less saplings,
All long limbed and lanky,
Soft corners and fragile bones.
When they roar past
Violent winds bow your spines.
Snap off your extremities;
You grow the way you are cut.

Skinned knees and whole hearts
Held back by walls made of soft lips,
Promises and suffocation.
Boredom like mould grows in the corners-
You slam your head against walls
To feel something new,
Until you smell iron and see stars.

2. You fell into each other’s worlds, graceless.
Sun wrecked skin,
Freckles that froth at the edges,
Pressed against flesh made of soil.
You crash into each other,
Tear yourselves open,
Stumbling over unfamiliar terrain;
You sharpen your edges against each other.

Knowledge is taken through the mouth,
Devoured like carnivores,
Over-gorged and choking bones.
Distracted by the veneer
You take bulk over substance
When it’s forced down your throat,
Mistake that for a good meal.

3. You knew cruelty, before you knew pain.
Innocent touches and reverence,
You learn your bodies-
Dull and modest in the light,
Of her blazing sun.
You try to eat the other’s glory;
You make eclipses of each other,
Then mourn the loss of light.

4. You were never taught mercy, daughters of witches and gods.
Bones collide and break skin.
Wolves should not fight amongst themselves
But there are too many predators in this forest.
Eat your heart before she does,
Later take the time to revel in your mistakes;
Severed hearts make good matches
For something that could never have been great.

5. You loved each other, and that was not wrong.
Scorched limbs fall limp from burning flesh,
Ruined lips draw fresh breathe.
End your quiet revels. Drop those bones,
They have long since been stripped of meat.
Take your ten paces; turn, draw, and shoot.
Can you see her with a sea between you?
Has freedom always been so cold and wet?

Your water-filled lungs
Could flood basements with their silence.
You try to pull pain from your burn scars,
But your frost-bitten fingers can’t grasp it.
You will starve yourself living off ice.
Remember what your mother taught you;
Kill your darlings, their murder is cathartic.

6. You learnt, but never did like the taste.
Tear your branches from where you’ve become entangled in her.
Eat your pain, eventually
When you can no longer stand
The empty space in your stomach.
Your wildfires have all burned out,
Stripped, you try again;
Grow in the direction you choose.

Forests raised on heartbreak and rage,
Thick skin and strong bones,
That roar at the cowering wind.
You will never bow again.
There is balance in love
But give her no quarter-
You are still young enough to be selfish.

- there is more than one way to love, daughters of tower and sea


shout out to asteriads for looking this over and giving me some advice and suggestions

My second attempt at making a gif! I thought it might be fun to record some of the steps of my illustration process while I was working on my Ten Paces and Draw ‘Bravery’ swap.

(Steps: initial scans, altered compostion/lines, base colour monster, base colour man, a few shading and lighting layers, fur and bg texture, monster texture then more shading and lighting layers.)