BFL, week 7, day 1: lower-body

OK, I’m back. I blew off exercising last Friday, declared two days off, ate too much, and gained back a few pounds. I generally have this trouble after a month or so of working out hard. But I think I can kick it, and get back on schedule, rather than just blowing it off entirely and turning back into a slug. Once I actually got my lazy ass into the gym I started feeling enthusiastic about it again.

(  Lower-body workout numbers  )

Hush now, baby, don't want to hurt no kangaroo

Nice segue: RadioParadise (my traditional combination source of background music and verification that the network’s up) just followed Randy Newman’s “Political Science” with Pink Floyd’s “Mother”.

I’m growing dissatisfied with my pens. This is a classic blaming-the-tools situation — I’m dissatisfied with my recent drawings, and imagine that if I had different pens I’d be doing better work. I’ve got a ludicrous assortment of pens, even if none of them have the particular narrow bullet-shaped point that my hands are currently craving.

What’s got me craving that point is reading Honor Among Punks, the collected issues of Baker Street, a ten year old comic series by Guy Davis and Gary Reed. It’s a mystery series, a tribute to the Sherlock Holmes stories, with Holmes and Watson as young women living among punk street gangs in an alternate-historical modern London where Victorianism never went away, WW2 never happened, and (as in all alternate histories) airships are still popular. The alternate history aspect of it is pretty minor so far; looks like the only effect on the story is on the level of people’s clothing. Still, I’m enjoying it.

David’s art is great, lots of nice linework, detailed backgrounds, inventive clothing. He’s probably using a dip pen, not a marker, but try telling my fingers that.

Anyway, I’ve done a bit more sketching:

( More sketches, only 13k this time )

Now RadioParadise is playing a Richard Thompson song. Damn, I may have to get some of his CDs.