I’ve started fixing some of my early pages. In the one above the heavy lines are bothering me. I drew this page so long ago that I’ve forgotten which brush I used to get the lovely texture. I’ve changed my style three or four times i n the last year. My fickleness coming back to bite me. Ouch!
I counted my Clip Studio Paint brushes today. I have 4,152 of them. I’m awash in digital brushes. I’ve tried so many brushes that I can’t remember which brushes I used to paint my favorite pictures. When I painted this picture, I told myself, “This brush is just right. It suits me. I will learn everything about it and use it for my next book.” Then, fickle me, I immediately started experimenting with Corel Painter…until I got tired of it. Then I switched to Rebelle and found out that I need 32GB of ram to run it. And then I found Krita and really fell in love with it…until I fell out of love with it when it kept crashing. Then I tried Photoshop, but I found out that we weren’t made for each other.
“Woe is me,” I said to myself. “I seem to have forgotten how to paint pictures that I like. Am I having a mid-career artistic crisis?”
So, I went back to my rock, Clip Studio Paint. That’s where I am today and I know I’m on the path to recovery. I had what I needed all along but I didn’t appreciate it. Now that I’m sane again, I have to rebuild my painterly confidence, and most importantly, I have to find that magic brush!
