This is an outtake from some photos that I needed to do yesterday. I like this one. I like the posters rolled on the left side of the shot. I like all of the secret things that I can find (like a Where's Waldo) that actually tell much more than I am allowed to say. With the exception of the camera remote in my hand - this is pretty authentic in terms of my process.
When I'm scripting - I sit on the floor and lay the work around me in a circular fashion. That's the only way to get maximum zone time. Script work needs time to dry and I am too lazy to stand up after each piece because it messes with my rhythm. I place the work around me. AND I've actually become quite skilled at tossing the papers and hitting the intended mark without smushing things together.
Sometimes I add drips while I work. Sometimes I accidentally drip and just roll with it. Sometimes I add drips like a interpretive dance master after the entire arc is complete. I can only fit about 60 sheets a sitting. And then I break for an hour so they can dry and then do another 60. And so on. I do the same phrases over and over in different letter and spacing combinations. Often I will start with the LAST word and work backwards. Usually two rounds gets me where I need to be and most of the time time - the ones I like the best are in the first half of the first 10 pages. I love the process of scripting more than anything else so I am happy to words things again and again and again for no reason.
I kneel. I need to be right over my work.
I have three brushes that I love. They are exactly the same size and brand. They are battered and bruised, but I haven't found suitable replacements. And I haven't been looking very hard. I know every subtle move they make. I know which one is going to work better for long words. I know which one has a loose hair that will either make a letter awesome or will kill the page. I know which one has a small bump that I can feel when I end a line and it will kick the tail into an awkward angle if I have the brush slightly unbalance on my middle finger. I know these brushes.
I only ever use Winsor & Newton Designer's gouache. I prefer Jet Black over Ivory Black. I truly dislike Lamp Black. I will use every last crumb and then cut the tube open to drain the rest. I found a bulk load of paint last year for about 80% off the retail price and I bought 100 tubes. I have 18 left.
I also have a few paper types that I prefer and I am extremely fussy about them.
I simply love brush script.
Today: I'm still tackling that underwater bear. We are at a good place and I feel like I'm half way there. Which could mean the end is near because I have NOTHING I need to do today besides paint. And this is the fun part. The sun is shining and life is good. (My parents are popping in this weekend to help me and the girls have HELLA EASTER! We're going to do it up like rockstars. Dan is deep in tax season so he's MIA and that leaves us plenty of room to up to all kinds of radical things.