Yesterday I was on FIRE. I just drew and drew and drew.
This was a delight to draw: designing young, teenage Ludwig as shorter than Drake, with bigger, fluffy hair. Designing teenage drake as thin as a stick before he puts any muscles on after puberty. This is such a mind scramble, because this is how I used to draw them, when I was that age. They age realistically because I’ve just had them since I was about thirteen and I draw them based on who I am and who I see.
You can see I’m getting a bit excited about Antonia’s 80’s hair. I googled 80s men’s fashion and nearly threw up over the laptop keyboard. Some of these clothes are inexcusable. People get romantic about the 80’s, but some of those sleeves would take an easy nine down to a rough seven.
I can tell what you’re thinking, close readers. Ah, Gemma, didn’t your dip pen break? The answer is yes, and I went out into the Laines to Pen to Paper specifically to make this Breakfast Club character trope illustration. I bought three nibs, but a Crown nib is definitely the most natural to me (I think my old nib was a crown too, and ink comes from it readily rather than me having to do any fighting or scraping the paper).
Anyway. Absolute whirlwind of activity. I realised at half past four that I was sitting in a dirty, dimming flat, and Jamie was due home soon. I whacked the tunes on full in my ears, powered through the washing up, folded clothes, put away a bunch of art supplies, and Jamie came home to a clean flat. Whew!
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