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A Batch of Bartimaeus
So last night was Life Drawing, which more often than not ends up being an excuse to draw my own stuff. As I had just finished Ptolemy's Gate the day before*, it was (understandably) the subject of my distraction. I scanned these at work so they're kind of streaky, sorry.
Kitty, Angry - Ooh, she's angry a lot. You can see a rejected drawing underneath her arm.
Kitty, Afraid - She's afraid a little less frequently than angry but it does happen. Her outfit is kind of based on the cursory description of a black tunic and trousers during the summoning scene. Not very imaginative, I'm afraid, but it's good for action stuff. This was drawn over the gutter of the newsprint pad, hence the line and shadow. Hands = uck.
Nathaniel - All (well, mostly**) grown up. Managed to make him look slighty less like Mr Stroud than how I see him in my head ... not easy.
Nathaniel Ushers Kitty to the Car - and eventually the theatre. I like Kitty here; Nathaniel's pretty bad but there's no way to edit him out and still have the vaguest clue what's going on.
Ptolemy - I like everything but the face.
Kittyblob - Uhhh ... I can't really say too much about this without giving away an important part of the book. To be safe: this is Kitty's self-image constructed with awkward coordination. Yeah. That seems vague enough...
Pyramid of Slime - Bartimaeus doesn't have enough energy to maintain a physical form beyond that of a bit of slime, but he still has the dignity to at least pull himself into a pyramid ... of slime. (The big cartoon eyes could not beresis- avoided.)
Quentin Makepeace - Mad, mad mad. This one's just a thumbnail (larger than life size!) but I seem to work best at that scale (or else at life drawing scale...) I don't know where I got the idea of his hair being like that; I think there might be a character in Christmas Orange that's rotund with red hair that waves out sideways. He also looks a but like Tweedledee/Dum though without the 19th-century-caricature-of-an-Irishman face.
*In just over twenty-four hours ... it's one of those books. I took a nap afterwards. It's also one of those books.
**Yes, yes, I know, there are some technicalities here. Hush now.
Kitty, Angry - Ooh, she's angry a lot. You can see a rejected drawing underneath her arm.
Kitty, Afraid - She's afraid a little less frequently than angry but it does happen. Her outfit is kind of based on the cursory description of a black tunic and trousers during the summoning scene. Not very imaginative, I'm afraid, but it's good for action stuff. This was drawn over the gutter of the newsprint pad, hence the line and shadow. Hands = uck.
Nathaniel - All (well, mostly**) grown up. Managed to make him look slighty less like Mr Stroud than how I see him in my head ... not easy.
Nathaniel Ushers Kitty to the Car - and eventually the theatre. I like Kitty here; Nathaniel's pretty bad but there's no way to edit him out and still have the vaguest clue what's going on.
Ptolemy - I like everything but the face.
Kittyblob - Uhhh ... I can't really say too much about this without giving away an important part of the book. To be safe: this is Kitty's self-image constructed with awkward coordination. Yeah. That seems vague enough...
Pyramid of Slime - Bartimaeus doesn't have enough energy to maintain a physical form beyond that of a bit of slime, but he still has the dignity to at least pull himself into a pyramid ... of slime. (The big cartoon eyes could not be
Quentin Makepeace - Mad, mad mad. This one's just a thumbnail (larger than life size!) but I seem to work best at that scale (or else at life drawing scale...) I don't know where I got the idea of his hair being like that; I think there might be a character in Christmas Orange that's rotund with red hair that waves out sideways. He also looks a but like Tweedledee/Dum though without the 19th-century-caricature-of-an-Irishman face.
*In just over twenty-four hours ... it's one of those books. I took a nap afterwards. It's also one of those books.
**Yes, yes, I know, there are some technicalities here. Hush now.
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