Inktober 2016: Day 31 (late)

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Day 31 (late):
And this brings my Inktober challenge to a spluttering end.

I thank everyone for "likes," hearts, "favourites" and comments during the month. It might not have been a big gesture, but it means a lot when I'm plagued with doubt as I create and finish a piece.
I'm not great at replying to comments and I realised at times I might not have sounded grateful. But thank you everyone for taking the time to look or comment.

Finished not perfect.

* I also posted these pictures on Instagram, Twitter, Facebook and DeviantArt.
I got a lot more attention from those sites than here. I guess I still have a lot to learn about Tumblr and Blogger.

Inktober 2016: Day 30 (late)

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Day 30 (late):
I'm a bit late finishing Inktober as a result of the weekend.
I'm not going into any depth with story or description on this one.
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Yesterday I received a request for a copy of the Day 29 image (which I happily sent), and I explained more to them about the image and why it was created. After doing that, I started wondering if I had ruined the sentimental value of the picture for them.

Inktober 2016: Day 29

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Day 29:
As the hooded stranger slayed the last vampire for the evening, he managed the catch the choir finishing a song he enjoyed listening to back in the day.
It wasn't the greatest song in the world, Just a tribute...

Inktober 2016: Day 28

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Day 28:
I'm falling behind on these now. I was busier than expected on Friday with other art work (when it rains, it pours).

I read that something like 12 million Americans believe alien lizards (disguised as humans) are politicians ruling the country. Depending on where you read it, the report drops the "alien" part, which could suggest they might equally think politicians are rats too, in a metaphorical sense.

Finished not perfect.

Inktober 2016: Day 27

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Day 27:
Tim to Lex: "of course they can swim, you idiot!"

Inktober 2016: Day 26

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Day 26:
A bit of a slow day. I was still recovering after Tuesday's drawing marathon.
I won't say much about this yet because it's part of another project. They are faceless for a reason though. Their faces will be replaced with a caricature in a later project (not in this pose, this is just a build up to it).
I will fix, colour and reposition them later in Photoshop.

These poses are very stiff. The male hero is okay enough, I based it of the Batman and Superman animated series model sheets. But the female hero I keep thinking I could have made her pose more famine (or more like Wonder Woman).

Inktober 2016: Day 25

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Day 25:
Yesterday I was busy doing illustrations in Castlebar Museum of Country Life. I volunteer once a month with Fighting Words Mayo, a creative writing workshop that works with school children (8 to 11 year olds). Volunteers are given a task that usually ranges from supervising / assisting, presenting the workshop, typing the story or illustrating (that's where I come in). We take two different schools in a day. On this occasion, both the morning and afternoon workshops were from the same school.

In this picture I included some of the main characters from the two story workshops.

I did this pretty quick last night after finishing up the illustrations for the workshop (I can draw quick enough when I want, but adding colour is always a challenge). You can still see where I was going to include a killer clown from one of the stories.
It's pretty much the same as day 20's. So, sorry about that.

Inktober 2016: Day24

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Day 24:
This is supposed to be a Gallimimus. You see a herd of them in Jurassic Park get ambushed by a Tyrannosaurus.
I could have made the head a little smaller, but other than that I wasn't aiming for accuracy.

Inktober 2016: Day 23

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Day 23:
The swordsmith could not be sure if the process had worked, but as the hooded stranger held the sword, it glowed with it's familiar power. The smithing process had helped to pressurise its energy, causing it to radiate with more focus. The hooded stranger smiled as he looked at a pattern that was long forgotten.

Inktober 2016: Day 22

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Day22:
"私は、あなたがより強い剣にこれを精密につくることを必要とする。"
said the hooded stranger in robotic, dreadfully translated Japanese.

"それは、古代であることに見える！私は、私がこれによって何かをすることができるかを知らない。"
said the swordsmith.

The hooded stranger didn’t respond. He had spent hours memorising just the request. He had hoped to avoid a conversation.

The swordsmith could see the confusion on the stranger’s face.
“I will… try…”

Inktober 2016: Day 21

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Day 21:
I was kind of stuck again for ideas. Like I said before, it's not so much lack of ideas (I recognise that now), but rather my ability to produce what comes to mind to a satisfactory conclusion.
I was watching a bit of "Stand Up To Cancer" on Channel 4 (UK) and saw the segment they did for the TV show Humans.
The family's robotic helper had to be sent away for repairs, so the repair guy gave them a replacement in the mean time. It was funny because it pretty much mirrors getting a replacement car, inferior and pretty rubbish in every respect. I have only seen two or three episodes of season 1 of Humans, but it was enough to find the segment funny.
Finished not perfect.

Inktober 2016: Day 20

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Day 20:
I mentioned on day 07 my weakness of drawing heads looking down. Here we are again.
I tried to make it less obvious by adding a cartoony exaggerated style to her head, but it still doesn't look as I had planned out in my thumbnail.
Finished not perfect.

Inktober 2016: Day 19

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Day 19:
Just messing about with this one.
I struggled for ideas. Not that I'm low on ideas, just stuck for things I know can finish to a reasonable standard.

Finished not perfect.

Inktober 2016: Day 18

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Day 18:
The hooded stranger stared out over the water as the ferry chugged it's way to the mainland.
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I realised a few days ago that there would be no way he would be able to fly back off the islands with the sword (luggage restrictions).
I still don't know if I should continue adding to this story. I have another story that takes place decades (and many adventures) later...
The shine on the towering exhaust thing in the background isn't sitting right with me. I think I could have left it out.

Finished not perfect.

Inktober 2016: Day 17

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Day 17:
While the fishermen tried to explain their story to the coastal rescue, the hooded stranger walked away.

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The End...
This was meant to be the final picture in this story.
I don't know yet what I will do next. I don't like the idea of doing random (or prompted) images again. So I don't know if I will continue with this saga.

Inktober 2016: Day 16

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Day 16:
A beam of light shot into the sky, visible by anyone on the islands [who just so happened to be facing that direction]. A few seconds later, a shock wave of celestial energy raced across the sea and reached land.

Inktober 2016: Day 15

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Day 15:
The hooded stranger leaped into the air with unearthly ability, aided by the sword.

Inktober 2016: Day 14

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Day 14:
The hooded stranger could now feel its energy himself as the monster rose from the ocean and towered over them. The fishing crew, not as attuned to the energy, were taken by surprise.

Inktober 2016: Day 13

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Day 13:
The hooded stranger persuaded the fishermen to take him out to the area they spoke of.

As he sat there reading, his thoughts drifted in and out. He wondered was he responsible for the monster when he retrieved the sword? Or was it a case of being in the right place at the right time? The hooded stranger didn't believe in coincidences, but anything was possible...

The sword began to glow. "we are getting close" said the hooded stranger to himself.

Inktober 2016: Day 12

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Day 12:
To anyone else, it would have sounded like drunken attempts to impress the bar maid.
But the hooded stranger recognised the description. He knew exactly what the fishermen were talking about.