As any fule no, the point of drawing giant robots is to have them beating each other up (or fighting giant monsters).
(This picture was initially intended for the previous giant robots post but wasn’t finished in time.)
As any fule no, the point of drawing giant robots is to have them beating each other up (or fighting giant monsters).
(This picture was initially intended for the previous giant robots post but wasn’t finished in time.)
It is Easter; but I cannot think of any suitable thing to draw. So here are some sketches totally unrelated to the occasion. First: an infant! I made a few more sketches than these, but these are the least terrible; I have not drawn children and babies much, and find it hard to get across what their faces look like. This is all the same baby, not moving his face significantly.
And secondly, a tomato plant.
Christus surrexit est, alleluia! Happy Easter (and/or Passover), to those celebrating it.
Sketching hands:
Моя ладонь превратилась в кулак (moya ladon’ prevratilas’ v kulak) – my hand has turned into a fist… (lyrics)
Another light week, art-wise. Life is busy right now; I cannot indulge my imagination on paper much, and must attempt to find beauty in the small things, such as my own left foot. Whether I succeed, I leave to the reader to judge.