#dummy1

Continued work on dummy. At this point I was just trying to get the ideas on paper as quickly as possible, regardless of whether it was the best idea I had visually or not—I’d get to refining and editing later.

Finished all the thumbnails. Started a dummy (used cheap copy paper and bound a 64-page book with a really awful coptic stitch). Things that were several spreads in the book got compressed to one spread (an example is shown above, with thumbnails and first pass). I noted that a lot of my thumbnails focused primarily on my experience with racism, I wanted instead to focus on... understanding my culture in context of others. I also used pencil even though I prefer to work in pen, just because I didn’t trust myself to get the compositions right on the first try. (Steven remarked I had a sure hand for composition, so I guess it paid off, haha.)

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