Hm. [The wordless sound was speculative, but pleased.
He turns his attention more fully to the picture. The clothes drawn on each fit the form with little attention to folds and shadows, leaving something of empty spaces even with all of the shading. On the other hand, the lines of the walls and the banister leading up are done with a steady, precise hand, even freehand.
It's no quick process, working almost in layers, one after another. Each point where one might have called it complete just seemed to be the bridge to the next.
Until finally, he leans back rubbing his chin (a smear of graphite streaks his cheek and chin, having used his own hands to blend shades here and there.)]
I think... that will do.
[The pages perforated already, the heavy page pulls free of the binding with just a little trial and error.]
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He turns his attention more fully to the picture. The clothes drawn on each fit the form with little attention to folds and shadows, leaving something of empty spaces even with all of the shading. On the other hand, the lines of the walls and the banister leading up are done with a steady, precise hand, even freehand.
It's no quick process, working almost in layers, one after another. Each point where one might have called it complete just seemed to be the bridge to the next.
Until finally, he leans back rubbing his chin (a smear of graphite streaks his cheek and chin, having used his own hands to blend shades here and there.)]
I think... that will do.
[The pages perforated already, the heavy page pulls free of the binding with just a little trial and error.]