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#I have finally figured out how to use text in Procreate but I don't know how to teach it new fonts
literaticat · 1 year
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Hi Jenn,
I’m an author-illustrator and I work traditionally, with gouache on paper. I’ve felt discouraged lately because it seems like most everyone is moving to digitally created illustrations. I see so much beautiful digital stuff out there. Do you think traditional art is becoming passé for book illustrations? I know that it completely depends on the artist and the work, of course. But recently I’ve had a couple of projects where the editors have asked me to change final art multiple times in drastic ways (oh, just move that character over a few inches, again!) and even to “zoom” one of my paintings in! I had to explain that I can’t “zoom in” a painting, I would just have to repaint the whole thing. They didn’t seem to understand. I guess what I’m asking is, do you think painting illustrations traditionally is something that is becoming too cumbersome for everyone involved? Also I fear that it looks “fresher” to have digital work as opposed to traditional work now. Any thoughts would be appreciated!
This is probably a better question to pose to illustrators because I don't know like, the terminology per se, but BASICALLY:
I don't think traditional art is passé. Personally, I prefer traditionally done art (or digital art that LOOKS traditionally done, anyway). Many of my clients work in traditional media.
THAT SAID -- I do know there are ways to do your work traditionally, then "digitize" it, and that might be a happy medium for you. In other words (and again I'm sure I'll get this somewhat wrong but hopefully you'll get the gist) -- they can paint the work on paper. Then scan it in to the computer. Then adjust it as needed. So for your example -- if a "zoom in" was needed, they could just... zoom in. If the colors needed to be corrected or adjusted, or a figure moved an inch over, or the size of the monkey's head made more proportionate, or something moved so text would fit better, or whatever -- that could be tinkered with using photoshop or procreate or in-design or whatever it is, or the CHANGE scanned in and overlaid, without having to actually re-draw the whole spread.
Again, I'm not sure HOW this is done, but I know it CAN be done and is often done, so asking some pro illustrators about that might really help.
(Also, if all goes according to plan, I'm going to interview Cindy Derby on the December episode of my podcast and I will make sure to ask her more about how this works bc I am pretty sure that's how she does it (???), in any case she def paints traditionally to start, so anyway, keep your ears peeled for that!)
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inkshifter21 · 3 years
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I’ve finally managed to develop the form that Alisa takes whenever she swims in the Black Lake in Hogwarts, or the lake in the highlands. She uses this form to swim with the Kelpies. Although I think I could have done better with the coloring design, I couldn’t figure out how to create a scaly texture on parts of her skin. Tell me any tips on how to create scales for skin on Procreate if you have any.
Below is the section from my Harry Potter Fan fiction describing the first scene when she goes out to the lake early in the book in the beginning of the year.
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After Defence Against the Dark Arts, Alisa would not have as much time as she wished. She would need to get changed before going, and the Black Lake was a good distance from the castle. She changed in her dorm, wearing a swim top with a slit on the back, black swimtights, some warm over clothes, and an underwater watch. She quickly made her way to the third floor and ducked into the girl's bathroom, ignoring the "Out of Order" sign, and opened the window. Suddenly, she heard an excited voice.
"Oh, what are you going to turn into this time?"
Alisa jumped, seeing Moaning Myrtle behind her.
"Don’t sneak up on me like that! Geez!"
Moaning Myrtle chuckled.
"Well, you’re the only one here, so there’s no need to worry."
"You still haven’t told anyone, right? About me being a shape-shifter?"
"I haven’t told a soul." Moaning Myrtle said, drifting to the side, holding up her hand.
"Dead or alive?"
"Well, we prefer the term spirits or ghosts," she corrected her. "but no, I haven’t told anyone, at least not yet."
Alisa pondered. Yet?
"Are you planning on telling someone then?"
Moaning Myrtle rolled her eyes.
"No, of course not. Why are you keeping this ability of yours a secret anyway?"
"Look, I just don’t know how they will react. But do you still promise not to tell anyone?"
"Yes, I promise," she answered, glumly. "but even if I had the chance, no one sticks around long enough to find out."
True, no one really talked to her much, not even the other ghosts. But if Alisa had to choose between Peeves or Moaning Myrtle, she’d choose the latter. If Peeves knew, he'd be calling out through the corridors, announcing her secret to anyone who was present. Alisa nodded and turned back to the window. She jumped out, transforming into a raven. She landed in the woods next to the shore of the lake and transformed back. As she emerged from the woods, a gentle breeze blew. Not many students took a dip in the Black Lake because it was cold, but she didn't mind that. Setting down her warm clothes and towel, she stepped towards the edge of the shore. She dove in, feeling the freezing water for a split second before light turquoise scales emerged from her skin. Her feet and toes became elongated like flippers, and her fingers also lengthened with thin, turquoise skin in between each finger. There were long, thin fins on both her legs and arms, and short fins behind her cheeks. A longer fin stretched across her back. Gills appeared on her neck, taking in the water as she swimmed.
Though she was a little ways away from the shore, in the distance, she could see the giant squid swimming down to the depths. Although in those depths were Grindylows, she knew how to handle them. When she turned into a large electric eel, they would swim away back to the weeds to hide. Alisa had swum near where the merpeople lived, but they seemed unwelcoming, so she kept her distance from them. She continued to swim, making her way to the middle of the lake. A little deeper, and she could see them. A small herd of Kelpies. A few swam up to her. One shook its head, its thick, seaweed mane moved slowly through the water as it did. They swam around her as she stroked their scaly green necks and long tails. She had managed to befriend a few who allowed her to ride on their backs. One swam under her and she got on, holding tightly onto the mane and squeezed her flippered feet around the flank. They sped through the water and then up, breaking the surface and diving back in.
After a while of swimming and racing with them, she looked back at her watch and realized it was time to make her way back. As she swam towards the shore, she could hear a voice next to her.
"So this was where you were heading."
She spun around and almost jumped out of her scales. Moaning Myrtle was swimming, well, not exactly, but floating in the water.
"Myrtle!" Alisa shouted. Some bubbles came out, but she was able to speak clearly underwater with her transformation. "What are you doing here?"
"Sometimes I come down here to see the sea creatures, too," Myrtle sighed. "but sometimes not voluntarily if someone flushed my toilet like they did now."
Alisa tried not to picture her being flushed down the pipe with who knows what. She continued to swim towards the shore and Myrtle floated alongside her, grinning.
"Oh, and I think someone is waiting for you at the shore, that boy."
Alisa stopped in her tracks. If Jasper saw her in her form, her secret would be out. She decided that before she got close enough to be seen, she would simply transform back to herself. He probably didn't see her enter the lake anyways, just figured she might be around there if she wasn't anywhere in the castle.
"He's rather handsome, isn't he?" said Myrtle.
"Oh, be quiet," she said. "we're just friends, honestly."
Myrtle clicked her tongue.
"Poor guy, his heart would be broken if he heard that."
"Then neither of us will tell him." Alisa pointed a finger at her warningly. "I don't want to give him the wrong idea, so don't think about popping up and singing the K-I-S-S-I-N-G song."
Myrtle swam glumly back to the pipe, realizing that she wasn't going to see anything romantic. Alisa swam towards the shore, transforming back into her human form. Her head emerged out of the water, and she saw Jasper was indeed sitting at the shore. She swam up, wanting to get out as quickly as possible before her limbs became numb. Jasper caught sight of her as she arrived at the shore.
"What are you doing swimming in the lake?" he asked, surprised, quickly handing her towel. "It's freezing. Hardly anyone swims in it."
"Um...yeah, i-it's, a little cold," she said, trying to hide her shivering, putting on her over clothes and wrapping herself in her towel. "I just took a dip hoping to see the Kelpies, but I guess they're further out today. What are you doing here?"
His eyes looked off to the side, and spoke with a small hint of nervousness.
"Oh, um, nothing really, just like to sit out here sometimes."
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