Look at me, tryina blog again.
I never really participate in Inktober because I don’t need that kind of pressure in my life. One drawing per day? For a month?? Really??? I did sort of stumble into doing a mini-digital-inktober when I drew Dream and Death. I mean, might as well draw all the siblings, right?
When I started these, I’d intended for this to be a series of quick portraits using no line art, on one layer. It worked well enough for Dream, but I started cheating with the rest of the siblings with more defined lines and multiple layers.
I hadn’t drawn in black and grey in a long time. The last time was probably my live drawing classes in college, where we had to use either graphite or charcoal. It took a little getting used to working with tone and contrast again, but it was a good exercise overall.
Sandman was such a pivotal piece of my late teens. My high school art teacher lent me Brief Lives (and the rest of his Sandman trades and Neil Gaiman collection soon after), and it validated so much of myself that I hadn’t yet come to terms with because of a very religious, Christian upbringing.
I re-read Sandman every couple of years or so, and every time, I still find something that speaks to me in new ways.