I went back home and went straight to work with some of my concepts.
The paper and pencils came together as I was sketching out something, but I still had to make adjustments.
Draw, erase, adjust, re-draw, repeat.
Things were getting difficult because I feel like my physical drawing wasn’t matching the designs in my head. It was such a frustrating disconnect. Sure, all my lines were straight and well-proportioned, but things weren’t feeling right.
I couldn’t finish the drawing right now, so I had to focus my time elsewhere.
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