Laid down some colors and started doing some shading on the Amano piece. I’ve always respected Yoshitaka Amano, but that respect has been renewed, as an athlete getting hit with a syringe full of delicious go-chemicals. Getting even where I am in trying to emulate his style has been painstaking work.
Amano, from what I’ve seen, adores the look of garish, flowing fabrics and streaming rivers of hair. If you take a look at his non-Final Fantasy work, these things dominate every page with flowing colors and intricate patterns.
I’m barely even halfway with this piece.
WHOAAAAA WE’RE HALFWAY THERRRRE~
I fucking hate that song. I hate it, and every guy and girl who’s bellowed along to it in a bar, party or social gathering where the music of choice is classic rock.
More soon.