Page number 112 of Fisksoppa!
And a few personal on the issue. The issue being... personal projects, and webcomics, and the unfairness of everything being sooo much work.
I’m an illustrator. I’m also a comic book author. And a freelancer. And I do Fisksoppa in my spare time, after being tricked into the project by the co-author (she’s also my sister. it didn’t take a lot of tricking). We take turns in drawing the chapters, and this is the fourth. There’s one more coming, then the first arc will be over, and then we’ll stop to decide what happens next.
I love the story, and I love reading it. And I’m posting this here as a kind reminder to my future self - it’s taken 112 pages for me to actually enjoy drawing it as well (truth be told, I only drew about half of those pages). Because drawing comics is hard, and I love the medium just enough to know I’m not as good as I wish I was. YET. And yeah, yeah, I am winging the perspective and cheating on the backgrounds and shoving sketches, inks and color in 8 hours per page, because that’s all I have. Two free days a week, two pages to deliver per week. But... since... about two months I think, I am loving the process like I have never loved it before - and the characters occasionally do what I want them to do! And the backgrounds... seem to work. And this makes me incredibly happy.
And I really wish past me (specifically, March 2020 me) knew.
