Something fun... supposedly. One day I'll figure out colours. Lineart is more fun, okay?
This was supposed to be a completely different thing. I wanted to try out a cool, dynamic pose for the cover of my to-be-titled comic pilot, then ended up getting frustrated immediately at the fact that I couldn't get the pose quite like I wanted it to. Instead, my cool curves did not go to waste when I just started doing whatever with them.
Other artists will be the first to tell you that the fun of making art is all in the process of making. I have yet to know what they mean by that, and I'm only half-joking. The lineart was all fine, but I genuinely have never practiced using colour and dimension in a practial way, or at least in a way where I can half-ass it and do some digital trickery to make drawing easier than "literally just do it a lot over a long period of time and stop complaining that it's taking so long." I eventually did do that, kind of, sort of, on top of a texture I made and clipping-masked over everything. Take that, me!
I sent this piece to four different people and all of them, independentally of one another, said "this piece reminds me of Midnight Gospel." I completely forgot that show existed (and I do love it), but it came as a surprise to me. So, imagine this as a spiritual successor where two angelic beings talk shop about orbs on their radio show, "Some Angel's Hour?"
[4-4-2025]