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I wish i could let you go....
I see this kinda advice passed around all the time here is the thing: shading with black will indeed look bad if you don’t know what you are doing. However, telling people not to do things without explaining why is terrible advice.
Shadows are the opposite of light, this includes in colour.
This means that if you have light in one colour, the shadow will be of the opposing hue, saturation, and value.
Unless the object is white, it has its own local colour - the object’s true colour, how it would appear if the light were pure white.
The colour of the light influences the local colour of the object. so if you had yourself a brown cube and a blue light, the colours would get bluer and pinker.
now the reason shadows do not tend to be black is because pure white light is hard to find in nature.
the closest you will get to pure white light is during a really overcast day and the sun is filtering through the clouds, but even then it’ll lean towards yellow so the shadows will be slightly blue.
During a clear day, the shadows will pick up a lot of bounce light from the blue sky and have a blue tinge. You can learn more about this in this tutorial: [http://artbyriana.deviantart.com/art/Why-shadows-aren-t-gray-321656856]
But! None of this means you are never allowed to use black.
realistically shadows will have a hint of a colour to them, but stylistically you might be going for, say, a film noir look and deep black shadows are needed for impact for example.
The more you know about how light works, the more informed decisions you can make about shading and the more options you have.
If someone tells you that you can’t do something, they’re wrong! you can do what you like!
yes, black is hard to use and if you just mix a colour with black it’ll get muddy, but thats easily resolved by choosing your colours manually - which ideally you want to do regardless bc the computer doesnt have your eyes & cant choose the colours you like
basically if someone gives you some art advice and says you can’t do something, they’re wrong! you can, you just might need to study a little to figure out how to make things work.
I mean for example, people will say you must make your composition follow the rule of thirds and never align centrally, but while the rule of thirds makes it easy to create visual interest, Mad Max Fury Road is a testament to the fact that central composition can and will work if you experiment.
there are no rules in art! there are theories based on reality, this has been a post on colour theory & light theory, but they exist to inform you, not to restrict you.
Do what you like! Trust your eyes, if you think something looks good, then great! If you don’t, then research & experiment until you do.
Also if you wanna learn more abt colour theory, I go into it in a lot more depth over yonder: http://helpfulharrie.tumblr.com/post/131822744966/ http://helpfulharrie.tumblr.com/post/131958395841/
puttin this on my art blog so i can keep finding it
Old old Oc. He was and still is my son.
He’s still grumpy and need to eat more.
To counter act that sad pic from the other night, i drew Felicity doing what she does best: Dunking assholes who think that she cant defend herself.
Dont worry...only half of that blood is hers.
When you love an OC alot, you kill them and bring them back from the dead with freaky clairvoyance.
It started as a lil shading practice and ended up as a lil scene later in Felicity’s life. A mugger was trying to get at one of the other employees at her work place. She sassed him up and embarrassed the fuck out of him. While they were calling the police,however, he pulled out a gun and shot her in the head. She died right there...but having demons as adopted parents proved to be useful.
They brought her back...but she brought something else with her.
So after that, Felicity is attempting to deal with the fact that she isn't necessarily human anymore, the fact that she actually has partial vision, and the fact she sees the lost spirits of people, animals, and monsters stuck in limbo.
it fucks with her alot.
“Charoite! I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
The violet gem looked over her shoulder,then back over the cliff face. “Go away,Rose Quartz.” The young boy winced,hearing the venom in her voice. It wasn't too long ago that, in a fit of anger, she tried to kill him. She wasn't the first Gem to confuse him for his mother...and she probably wouldn't be the last. Still, Steven knew Charoite was a good person. She was just balled up into so much rage and sadness.
“Charoite...Can we just talk?...Please?” He stepped toward her tentatively, trying to make a move to comfort her. He only got an embittered reply.
“I have no words for you, Rose Quartz.”
“I told you-My name’s Steven.” He pressed gently. He was inches away from her now. She didn't try to punch him...At least that was good.
Silence rippled between them. Steven tried to think of conversation topics-anything to break the wall that was preventing him to reach her. Unfortunately, all he could do was awkwardly stand there, rubbing his arm. “If...” He began. “if you wanna say things to me...About my Mom...Please,don't hold it in. If somethings bothering you,you should let it out.”
Again, he was met with silence, but the violet gem was shaking violently. On reflex, the boy summoned his shield to fend of an attack. It took a moment to realize she was crying.
“I gave up everything...My Title, my rank,my honor...All for this damned rebellion. All for her...And what did it get me? I lost the love of my life. I lost my home...I used to be someone great! Someone respected! Now what am I?...A traitor...A deviant. A nobody.” She turned to him, her eyes swimming in tears. “Was this worth it? You cant even answer me can you,Rose?...You don't even exist anymore.”
A lump formed in Steven’s chest. Still he didn't back away. “Charoite....I’m sorry.”
“Sorry wont bring her back!! Sorry will never bring her back! She’s trapped on Homeworld and I’m-!....I’m stuck here...I’m just...right here...” She turned back toward the edge of the cliff, her head hung low. “It should have been me...I should have talked her out of joining Rose’s damn rebellion...”
Steven said nothing. He just placed a hand on her shoulder. This time, it wasnt slapped away.
Its not hard to win a fight against a blind person. You can walk away and they’ll still be yelling at you. Felicity needs to calm her ass down. But she will fight everyone.
So i finially finished doodling my Sinnamon roll,Azazel (Zazz or Zazzi). She’s the body guard/girlfriend for my blind oc,Felicity.
Zazz is a succubus,ironically she’s asexual, but that doesnt stop her GF from making sexual comments about how she thinks she looks. She’s not wrong...
Zazz also has really bad taste in makeup.
i forgot to post this asshole.
In dire situations, Charoite and Onyx would fuse to form the Terrifying Spinel. She was so powerful and uncontrollable that Gaiastone forebode use of her unless they had absolutely no choice. Out of her fusions, Spinel is the most unstable.
Wip of a new Selkie oc~
Finally redrew Charoite and changed her outfit slightly using @gemsona-hq refsheets. Now its time for her backstory.
Name: Charoite
Gem location: Back of throat within mouth.
Weapon: Chained Blades
Affiliation: None,previously to Homeworld,Rose’s rebellion and Gaiastone’s faction respectively.
Fusion Dance: Krump Dancing
Bio: Long ago, Charoite was a loyal servant of Homeworld, specifically she was handmade to be an assassin to the Diamond Authority. Cruel and vicious, she ruthlessly hunted any gem who dared betray Homeworld,bringing their shattered remains to her superiors. She was given the mantel “The Executioner” and she lived up to it well, delighting it destroying other gems.
One day,she was tasked with destroying a gem fusion by the name,Gaiastone. And after a long and vigorous battle,Charoite was handed her first defeat. Enraged and humiliated-though completely respecting the power of the Gem, Charoite continued to battle Gaiastone,until they were made into a stalemate, with nether gem able to shatter the other. Gaia was able to plant the seed of doubt in homeworlds law and was able to convince the destructive gem to fight on the side of Rose Quartz’s rebellion.
...turn a deaf ear to every compliment under the sun finding things to belittle myself with. So I always ask myself "Who would put up with this bullshit for the rest of their lives? I'm sorry to burden you with this even though I initiated it, so forgive me for your inconvenience
its ok anon.
its important to get stuff out.
"Love" anon again. I know what you mean, I'm known to be a people pleaser and my mother says I have a "fear of rejection". I have had brief moments of joy but I quickly relapse back into melancholy. I don't even see my close friends anymore as to save them from the shame of knowing me. I put up a façade to mask the dread of everyday. Even weekends I'm enclosed in my room waiting for the next day to come. But the worst part about me is my honesty, I can tell what others need to hear but I...
i wish i could help....
It's "Love" anon, I'm afraid this might be intrusive but how inconvenient is love to you? Sorry if I'm prying too deep, I will stop if you request it.
I’m not a person anyone should commit to....I have a fear of disappointing people. and mentally, i cant make myself happy let alone someone else. Plus, im perfectly ok being alone. I’ve always been that way. I kinda shy away from people clinging to me...though ironically i can be clingy to others...
Basically, Love is more for people who have a better grasp on things in life.
What do you think of when you hear "Love"? Whenever I hear that word I think of locking my heart in a box, throwing away the key, and letting that useless organ rot in the darkest corner of my existence. That very word burns me to the core and I despise the emotion exessively. Sorry for wasting your time with this little rant, just thought you'd understand.
i do and dont in a way.ive never truly been in love. Nor do i plan to. ITs more of an...inconvenience.
Behold, my cinnamon roll. Literally the only pure oc i have.
Her name is 24. She's the prototype to a line of super solders who were made to be unkillable. Instead of being invulnerable and having super strength like she was supposed to, she got amazing mental powers, a powerful healing factor and bones made of pure diamonds. She has the ability to commune with anyone with her mind, even if they are in a another universe. She can open portals to said dimension as long as she is with full contact with a person from said dimension. She had full access to the Collective Unconscious and can enter peoples dreams but she cannot interact unless they acknowledge her. And she has a fairly strong Psychokinesis, being able to lift about 100 pounds with her mind. But her best and most powerful ability is that she has created an entire world with her mind within the Collective Unconscious. But all this comes at a price. A very heavy one. She is unable speak and can just barely lift herself up. Her bones make movement so terribly painful. She is confide to a bed-like life support system. She is isolated, and lonely. This is because she was stolen from the labs she was created in by a kingpin. Her bones are routinely harvested and sold for alot of money. So she uses her world to escape from the constant pain. She uses her powers to call out for help.
yoooo its my Inkling sona!!! even though she’s part Octoling...her mom was a fucking rolling stone.
No one but two people on her team knows her real name. everyone just calls her Boss. She’s extremely hot blooded and boisterous. She never says no to a challenge. If she loses,she’ll demand a rematch until she wins. She values her friendships more than anything. Her team is her family.