Hours in photoshop: Would rather not know Number of espressos: Approaching triple digits Dress sense while drawing: Hipster scrooge      It's pretty regular in the comics (and film) industry to start with a script and work towards a visual realisation of that script. However, sometimes it's interesting to work backwards. I was wondering what it would be like to start with the image and work toward the story.     With that in mind, I drew this, leaving the story pretty open. It's be awesome if any of the more writerly of hitrecord would be interested in penning a (pretty short) science fiction story to go along with this illustration. If not, as always, do whatever you please with it. Enjoy! SnickerSnack 

Lycanthropy is no excuse not to finish your tax forms.  Happy Halloween, everybody!  

The third, and final, page of Graveyard Shift. 

50% Ellen Ripley
25% Lisbeth Salander
25% ... A crow?

Photoshop
Approx. 1 hour 

In case anyone wants to do their own colouring of the original, here ya go. 

So, this is what happens when you read the entire Syd Mead Blade Runner sketchbook after a long conversation about absinthe. I was originally going to call it 'Do Art Nouveau Androids Dream of Green Dragons?' Ugh. But as always, do with it what you will. I don't know who the poor bastard sitting in the rain is, but he looks cold, sick and tired. I think he's waiting for a phone call.

I also originally tried to make something to do with the red riding hood collab. - this was going to be P.I. Duncan Wolf trying to solve the mystererious murder of Little Red at the Lumberjack Lounge. (Cross-dressing gangster The Grandma did it. He hired local hitman Big Teeth to do the job, but didn't count on the Wolf actually being able to catch the scent.) I wandered off a little.

  So, yeah. I'll upload the pencils of this too, if anyone wants to do their own colour job.  To anyone downloading it, you will realise that yes, I originally tried to upload this as an animated gif. Alas, I am a goof, and messed it up somehow. Hence the tinyness. If you can fix it, wonderful. If not, no worries. We live and learn.  

Recent foreshortening/cel shading practice sketch. As ever, do with it what you will. Thus concludes my brief return to hitrecord! See you in a few months, maybe. Keep well.

SnickerSnack 

Lookit all them colours. There’s got to be at least… five. If you’re good, I’ll do a new picture with even more, maybe as many as seven!

She could use an apocalyptic wasteland to wander through, if anyone is inclined to doing a big background. 

Harharhar. Threw this together very quickly. Feel free to print it off, carry it in your wallet, change the rules, whatever you like. Just don't use it in court. 

Hello again, everybody. It's been a long, long time. Hope you are all very well.

I found my mind wandering toward Stitchtown recently, and felt it would be fun to actually contribute something. I've only ever added the initial sketch, and nothing beyond that. However I've had some thoughts on the old place. 

I should preface the follwing few documents with the confession: I am, sadly, in no way up to date on the Stitchtown canon. Sorry. If any of the following conflicts with it, then by all means ignore it.

The main thing I had been thinking about was not Stitchtown per se, but the world it exists in, and the rules of that world. I'll expand on that in a mo, but in the meantime, here's some Stitchers hunting clouds in the dawnlight.  

Greyscale sketch for this collab. Could use a short story to go with it, if anyone's interested.

EDIT: Cheers, guys! It might be less clear than I had intended in the drawing, but here's my take on this:  

At the base of the sign? That's a city. A collossal city, with thousands of roads entering from every compass point. The sign itself is at least a mile high, with tens of thousands of small signs running up its side. The signs change and move, depening on what the majority of people in the city are looking for, whether they know it or not.
tl;dr: that thing is BIG 

Concept art for the vector-hopping mechanic of K.R.O.W.S. I've left it pretty open, and it's ripe for remixing for whatever if anyone wants to.But it's largely an articulation of one of the main characters of K.R.O.W.S. slipping between dimensions. 

It's good to go back to my natural home of inking. I missed it.

SnickerSnack 

Wooo! And... we are underway. This is page one of the first chapter of K.R.O.W.S. Now then, KROWS has only been about for an incredibly short time, but owning to the stellar work of hayling and fallingalice, already has a significant amount of lore and canon. Rather than sitting down and trying to sort it all out, I'll give my original take here, spit out the plot I was going for, and I'm sure we can all work together to make this one big.... thing. I'd love to amalgamate a lot of _hayling's ideas into this. K.R.O.W.S is, as the poster implies, about a squad of girls, in their slipship, passing from one dimension to the next, and the next, and the next. The four of them are the last remnants of a once-grand group of said dimension hoppers, a group that has almost been hunted to extinction. Lost, pursued and abandoned, they slip from one dimension (or Vector) to the other, keeping alive, while trying to mop up any lost comrades. In this, the first episode, we meet them in the middle of a heist. From a mile above, in their slipship (more on that later), the smallest of them, Fix, keeps one very highly-powered eye on the group below. I've written the next few pages, but felt it SUPER important to get this out as quick as I could, to keep the momentum up. I'll post additional pieces of things here, soon. They'll be additional character information (although _hayling's done a solid job of outlining a lot of this - there are some names I'd like the play with though), and the first plot of the first chapter, which is priority uno. Watch this space! Well, this collab.

A fake poster for an imaginary comic book, namely A MURDER OF K.R.O.W.S! K.LEPTOMANIC R.OBOTRONIC O.VER-POWERED W.ENCH S.QUAD Shut up, Robotronic IS a word! I had so much fun drawing this. I have very little idea of what the story would be, but I figure it would at least involve quasi-robotic wrench wenches stealing experimental aircraft and raiding parallel dimensions for their expensive shiny things. Or something. I'll upload the individual K.R.O.W.S if anyone wants to play with them or anything. Play nice!

A mohawked Azu enjoys a rare quiet moment at the KROWS hideout. 

More KROWS! This is a splash page I'll probably use later as a chapter opener for one of hayling's stories. It's a bit context free, as I'm still trying to figure out the art style for the graph novel side of KROWS. Cel shading seems to be working reasonably well. I'm still getting the hang of drawing our robo-girls, and wanted to play with jumpsuits and more subtle augmentations. And I wanted to draw a mohawk. 

As ever, check out hayling's KROWS METAVERSE collab (http://www.hitrecord.org/records/940953), where you'll find all the story you can get your teeth into!

The first chapter, BROKEN CIRCUIT, is here: http://www.hitrecord.org/records/991164

From there, find SPUN OUT here: http://www.hitrecord.org/records/938026 

and KROW HUNTING here: http://www.hitrecord.org/records/941010

If you *still* want more, my graphic adaptation and the original KROWS artwork is over here for your perusal! 

http://www.hitrecord.org/records/942776

I'm working on adapting the prologue at the mo into a 5-page thing. Tune in next week for more dimension-hopping cyberpunkery!