Oh puns, how much better the world would be without you...
For most of the semester, we started off our pre-production class with warm-up sketching. We had to submit our ten favourite sketches for marking.
I've never taken any classic art courses, so anything involving theory like perspective, or bone/muscle structure was exciting for me. Drawing stickfigues that could potentially be the foundation for a person instead of my usually foundation for a treant (spell check doesn't recognize treant or ent? For shame.) was also thrilling.
My favourite sketches are those that look passably male. Where to even begin drawing men generally confuses me. The hips that aren't hips, the lack of curves but still needing to have shape. Even when drawing while young I'd reach a point of frustration and just make it female.
When in doubt, throw boobs on it.
So, yes, drawing an almost male thing is a triumphant moment.
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