Sketched faces from tonight’s Write to the End session. No comparison photos, because my fellow writers deserve their privacy (especially since I used a screen shot which caught one of them in a scowl and the other while speaking), but I know enough to rate this as “meh”. The face above expands the hair and squashes the lower face – same mistake from Spock yesterday, so it wasn’t just head tilt – and a little of that’s going on with the face below, though the biggest problem there is the mouth is too narrow.
The ultimate goal of these drawings is to rekindle my love of my art and to sharpen my abilities to the point where I can once again resume f@nu fiku, finish my science fiction comic projects, and move on to other comic ideas I have scattered through my notebooks.
My inspiration for this project comes from a young psychology student who took a drawing class just as he was about to graduate, and, inspired, put off medical school with a crash course to break in to the comics field in just one year. He succeeded, and his name is Jim Lee, now Publisher of DC Comics.
I don’t expect success in a year – I have a day job and a novel-writing career, not to mention a family – nor do I want to be Jim Lee. But I do want to be Anthony Francis. And Anthony Francis, by day, builds intelligent machines and emotional robots, and by night writes science fiction and draws comic books.
I’ve built intelligent machines. I’ve worked on emotional robots. I’ve written and published science fiction. But the comic books, other than my short stint on f@nu fiku, have eluded me. Connecting thoughts and images is a huge part of my creative expression, yet I seem to have let it fall by the wayside.
But I’m bringing it back by drawing every day.