After a week of despair and whining, I feel a lot more at peace seeing clearly what my time and hand limits are. So much so I resisted to work on the last page too much yesterday and instead drew a lot of sketches. It reminded myself it's not so much drawing all day that breaks my hands: inking is the culprit. Having to be more precise really hecks up my hand. I death grip the pen so much that after a day of inking I'm spending days after healing.
Last week I neglected my pen and paper Draw a Box exercises because I was fretting about the comic and I realized it made me go back to bad digital habits. Skating the brush too much for a pen type that acts nothing like a brush. Not considering my strokes before the first one. Not neglecting that anymore.
Today I'll finish inking the page but rest on it until tomorrow before posting. Then I'll be free~.
