The Darkest Hour 41-44

The (more than usually) lamentable quality of the art on the second page is entirely to blame on the Belgian railways, who saw fit to give the commuters on the way to Antwerp a very old, very shaky train in the morning. It was impossible to do any decent work and I had to give up entirely because my lettering wasn't legible. Fortunately in the evening we got a different train and I could finish this instalment on time :-).

Oh, and Merlin has a beard now. I decided that he really looked better with some hair on his chin.

As always, click the images for a readable view!

Ballpoint pen studies

Have some sketchies :-).

I usen't to like drawing with ballpoint pens, but if I have paper that is smooth enough, I enjoy it.

The Darkest Hour 36-40

Five pages today! I have been unusually prolific last week. Actually I haven't been posting in batches of three for a while now... Hm. Better not get used to this pace though :-).

Anyway. This week's update features some remarkably cute battle scenes. Unintentionally. Clearly I need to work on my blood and gore :P. Will do when I get round to the definitive version. I guess that's one more item on my already long list of necessary improvements, heh.

Meanwhile, I hope you enjoy the update. As usual, click the pictures for readable versions.

The Darkest Hour 32-35

Brilliant! Google makes me look like an idiot. First I announce my next update a fortnight in advance, then I don't make it. It wasn't for lack of trying either. Somehow my old computer and Google are conspiring against me: Google Accounts doesn't load, and via my blog I can't sign in either. Blogger also appears to have eaten my replies to comments. Terribly annoying :-(. I cleared my browser's cache, and I can sign in now, but I still can't post from my own computer - Google says it can't make a connection, which is weird as I have no such problems for any other sites. It's a mean, nasty boycot intended to smother my creative urges! I won't stand for it. If needs must, I'll shop for a new computer - one that can run Photoshop, for example.

*grinds teeth*

Fine. I'd better post while Blogspot lets me.

At this point in the story, I have added a slightly comical interlude - it's a way of combating the gloom. It's such a horrible tale I'm telling; fortunately it's not from my own imagination but from a 13th-century cleric's :-).

As usual, click the small versions for readable pages.