I did a redraw of Clockwork! And I couldn't be prouder of myself. There's exactly six months between when I posted the original drawing and when I finished this one. As said before, this is how I imagine Clockwork in the fic I'm writing and his shirt has different textures/textiles because like him it is always moving through different eras, time periods, and or classes.
As always, sketch, reference, and color palette below the cut. As well as a side by side of the original and the redraw.
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I did a redraw of Clockwork! And I couldn't be prouder of myself. There's exactly six months between when I posted the original drawing and when I finished this one. As said before, this is how I imagine Clockwork in the fic I'm writing and his shirt has different textures/textiles because like him it is always moving through different eras, time periods, and or classes.
As always, sketch, reference, and color palette below the cut. As well as a side by side of the original and the redraw.
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Omg I love the one winged so muchhh! Like, only having half a wing, half a life, y'know?!? Plus it still says DP for Danny Phantom! WHILE SHAPED AS A BAT'S WING!!!
Like, story wise, Danny stayed true to himself but at the same time incorporated the Bats in his life!
It took a few months, and a lot of layers, but he is done.
Behold Clockwork! At least how I imagine he'll look like when he eventually shows himself to the Justice League later on in my fic. I've literally had the scene in my head for over a year now and can't wait to write it.
Also this was my first time drawing a "human" face and I think I did a good job. Especially because I decided to make him line-less to match my Space Ancient Danny. Also tried a new glow effect.
The reference photos I used and the color palette I created are below the cut. Warning to any light sensitive viewers or people seeing this post at night or in a dark room; the references are on a white background. Sorry in advance.
Do you remember giving your mom weed bouquets when you were little? Yeah, those are good memories.
I was drawing some Clockwork art when I found a brush that was perfect for drawing fluffy dandelions. So I decided to spend my day drawing weeds, I had fun though. ☺️
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The ghost flew at Phantom. Danny blocked the ghost's reaching hands with the flat of his sword, his layered cape of stars flaring out in an unseen wind.
"Oh," the ghost mocked with an ugly grin, "Are you gonna hit me with your sword? What's that going to do, KILL ME?!" Their voice was deranged.
"No," Phantom denied, "that's not how your story will end." He pushed the ghost back, even for someone haunting their own corpse their breath was rancid.
The ghost cackled. "You're a writer now how Fun!" Spit landed on Phantom's cheek. "How does my story end huh? Gonna write it on the walls with that toothpick!" They fell into deranged laughter.
Phantom kicked the ghost's stomach, sending them flying across the warehouse and slamm into the wall. Cracks framing the ghost's corpse.
Phantom let his sword drag along the concrete as he walked. "Don't mistake my sword for a pen." Phantom stood tall, his voice melding with the scrape of his sword. "A sword can't write poetry, just as a pen can't win battles." Phantom was half way across the warehouse now. The ghost just sat there grinning. "Mighty is the one who knows when to pick up the sword and when to wield the pen." Phantom stoped, now standing above the ghost.
The ghost leaned toward Phantom, his broken neck falling forward as he moved his arms in a bow. "Then fel me with your sword. If you must." The ghost chuckled.
Phantom raised his sword. "I'm writing poetry." Then he sheathed it.
Here's something I might I add to the fic I'm working on.
Inspired by something I saw on Pinterest.
Danny *looking out into space on the Watchtower*: Space is beautifully tragic.
Randome JL member that happened to be walking by: Why's that?
Danny: Every time we look at the sky we see a graveyard of stars.
JL member *either disturbed or introspective*: Oh.
Danny: Trillions of stars have died, but we still get to see their light hundreds of lightyears later. The closest star most of us will see alive is our own. But even then, when it dies we won't won't know until eight minutes later.
Out of all of these there were only two pics I didn't use. I also found tutorials to draw a galaxy and nebula on YouTube by James Julier Art Tutorials. Here's the link to his channel for anyone who wants to check him out.
