Been rifling around the junk in the attic last couple of days, since me and my dad have been putting in some floor paneling up there, and found this little piece amongst it all.It's a picture of Batman I copied from a panel in Batman:Conatgion where Batman crashes through a skylight. The date (cropped out of the scan) in the corner reads, 'Sat 25th Oct 1997', at which point I would have been 12 years old.
I remember how cool the panel looked the first time I looked at it, and how dynamic Batman looked in mid-air just before he landed, and wanting to recreate it for myself.
When I finished I was really chuffed with the outcome, and thought it was one of the best pictures I'd ever done. I sometimes feel that way about some of my new pieces, or rather, I feel that they capture exactly the mood that I have in my head. This was something that used to frustrate me a lot when I was younger. The pictures I drew looked nothing like what I had envisioned in my head, or sometimes as my skill improved, they'd look like bastardised versions of those ideas. In fact, up until recently, that's how a lot of my work looked to me! lol
Since that always used to frustrate me so, I sort of ended up letting my pictures draw themselves, in that, I might have a vague semblance of an image in my head, or maybe no image, but I would just let my pencil just scratch lines and shapes across my picture until maybe I got a spark of inspiration, or until they started to resemble something reconisable.
Even now, I employ this technique, since it seems to make sketching a bit mroe forgiving, because there's no expectancy.
I wonder if other more skillfull artists feel this way, or have they achieved that level where their pictures look EXACTLY how they had it inside their head...
It just got me thinking. :D
Z
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