I am the itch you cannot reach.

... Let's get dangerous.

I decided to interrupt my alphabetical titles.

I am the terror that flaps in the night, I am the fingernail that scrapes the blackboard of your soul. I am Darkwing Duck! Man, I used to love that show.

reach up

Usually, whenever I have trouble updating it's because I can't come up with anything to draw, not because I can't translate my ideas onto paper.
This blog is really doing me a lot of good. It's helped me find ideas. Or, at the very least, become less critical of the ones I had. It helps me stop thinking and just... draw.

I tried a slightly different technique for today's sketch and I'm pretty happy with the result. It's essentially inspired by my friend Dora's sketch with one line.
I've already mentioned my problem with "stalling" while I draw. Whenever I have to draw something slightly more difficult than my usual stuff I have the tendency to go over the same lines again and again (making them look "hairy") while trying to work up the courage to move forward. I think it's one of the main reasons I work so slowly. The "one line" technique really helps with that. It somehow lets another, more subconscious, part of my brain take over and stops me from worrying so much about placing my lines at the precisely correct spot.

Maria and me

So I was driving back home, late one night, and there were two kids (a brother and sister, I assumed) in the car ahead of me. They were staring and giggling unashamedly as only young kids do, and they reminded me of a time I only remember from photographs and my parent's stories. A time when I was a lot younger, and our family a lot smaller...
It also inspired me to do this piece, which I intend to color. I think it's very symbolic of the kind of brother-sister bond I've been lucky enough to grow up with.

Dedicated to my (little) sister.