An unused sketch from my San Diego Opera excursion. Bought some new Tombo felt-tip brushpens just special for this trip--I had high hopes for these, forgetting that I'd used 'em before years ago and not got on with 'em. But I'd forgotten that, and in prep for this opera gig I'd dug up my old pens and did a few sketches--and I loved them! Real frothy with this ability to build up a line thru tone that is quite unique in my experience. They were old, (maybe 10 or even 20 years old??), basically unused all that time...so old that they were only good for a drawing or two before completely dying.
Here's an example of the OLD ones:
You can see the difference. Excited by this look, I bought six new pens...tried 'em out, but they didn't work at all. The new ones are way too wet, without any character to the line, and zero ability to generate tone.
So, a big dud.
Maybe I'll try and dry the new ones out by leaving the caps off for a while....
Returning to the Horror Flash Fiction Book.
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Going to try and do one a day in this style until all the drawings are done.
The Last Pimple
Story here.
Moonlight Hitcher
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