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Interesting.


Found a spot on campus where I might actually be able to scan in some of my larger artwork (being approximately 12' by 17') and even have it printed out as a poster. The poster thing opens up some possibilities.

For example, the picture seen above could look very nice blown-up with the right touches.

The matter that spurred this discovery was my attempt to scan in the first three inked and coloured pages of that Pointless Man story I mentioned the other day, 'Death to Pretty Boy Bands'. No luck in dealing with the crappy Macs the UW has set up right for scanning, though, so that'll have to wait a bit. In the meantime, I'll be working on a page featuring Pointless Man fighting a ninja.

Everybody loves ninjas.

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  1. You ink fabrics very well. I like the picture you posted. The nose not being composed of lines, only the mustache deliniating the space is pretty cool. And I, for one, love ninjas, so good call on that.

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  2. It just occured to me that the absence of nose being seen as a nose is very Gestalt. That is all.

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