
This was an experimental image, if you can’t already tell. It felt good to make. Look at the shape of Ludwig’s eyes: they’re real, and they hold a lot of emotion, but they’re still definitely mine.
This was me messing about with the gloaming brush beyond all recognition to create a new lineart brush. I’ve since changed it a bit more and am enjoying using it immensely.
Another great product of this image is that it spurred a good conversation with a friend about the narrative of this evening, and now I know how they kiss. You know, I’ve had this night of narrative simmering for more than a month in the back of my head, and it needed a pinch of that random talk about a master’s degree I attended on Thursday to kick it into motion again. If you’re looking for inspiration, you’ll find it.
Also, this.
