Evidently, Neil is worried. I know just how he feels.
Arriving at this first Sunday update in a state somewhere between Panic and Denial - not at having to update the blog, rather that a whole week could have passed between this time and last. Regular updates compress time; they make you realise how small a week can be if you stake it through the tail end with a milestone, even one as flimsy and cut-price as an update to a blog. Blogs are the pound stores of the milestone world - it is fun to go in there every so often and see if anything cool catches your eye, like fake Oreos, plastic junk with which to construct robots, or an entire set of Super Robot Monkey Team Hyper Force Go figures (true story, folks - SPRX, Mr. Gibson, Otto, Nova, and Antari all in one fell swoop, courtesy of Wizard!) but the world is not going to end if you don't.
Unless you're relying on pound stores to eat. Or you work in one. I'm pretty sure the metaphor still holds water, but I don't feel like testing it to the full extent, sorry.
With my dissertation due on the 1st of February, most drawing work, curricular and otherwise, has halted for the moment. I have my reading done, now all that remains is to write the bastard. This is proving rather more of an issue than it needs to be, due to that old horror, Blank Paper Syndrome. I had to read both On The Road by Jack Kerouac and a Walt Disney bio by Leonard Mosley (no relation of Max, to my dad's relief) as set reading this week. Not being too used to reading on demand, it feels rather like I minced them in a blender and then force-fed them into my ears.
On to the doodlies.
I'm pleased with this one 'cause she looks female, if not quite the right age. I dig dreadlocks, even if I'm not sure how to spell them. She looks too sweet for the character I was aiming for, though, who's more the cross tweenage rebel type.Different Neil here, with goggles and utility belt. Something seems to have given him cause for query. Note feet - feet are more detailed than on usual Neil, and I like them that way. He's a hero; he deserves toes, goddammit.
Work on a superhero. I'm at a disadvantage here because human bodies aren't really my thing, but one promise I've made for 2008 is that, by golly, I'm going to learn.
New series of Kingdom starts tonight, so I must off and prepare. <3 Stephen Fry, people. <3.