Okay, “Skill” might be pushing it. I’m not really sure I’m ready for this yet. I mean, I know we are our own worst critics, but even still. I think there’s a long way to go before I would classify this as a skill.
I’ve been toying with the idea of building an RPG in the style of the Final Fantasy series. I have been bothered with a story I’ve wanted to tell, and I’m sort of interested in building an RPG, so the two things work with each other. The drawback is that I really don’t have much innate ability to draw. The image above is one I sketched out as sort of an initial go at one of the early recurring locations in the story.
The overall project is a homage of sorts to the Final Fantasy series. There were several elements to each game that I really liked, and others that I thought would make way more sense if they had been included. Since I do have the ability to sling code, the thought of building my own game occurred to me many times. What was missing then was the story to tell. Now that I have that, the beginnings of a story outline, a vague idea of the initial cast of characters, and the beginnings of a script, what’s missing is the artistic ability to pull it off!
So I’m learning how to draw… (and if I’m honest, praying I’ll find someone who’s more adept than I am at it, and wants to get involved in that side of the project). I picked up a couple of books by Yishan Li, and I’m starting out at the bottom rung of the ladder. It doesn’t help any that I’ve never followed Manga; the choice of character styling comes from the influence.
So they’re pretty rough. Feel free to laugh at them. As I said, I’m not any good. Here are a few of the characters I’ve sketched up (read: painstakingly drawn) in an effort to teach my old-dog self a new trick or two.
This last one is as yet unfinished (as I hope you can see). I’ve been debating how to get these from the paper to a code-friendly format, so I’ve been thinking I could scan these in, then recreate them as layered images in Photoshop. As you can no doubt see, faces, hands, and feet give me absolute fits.
I’ve imagined when I tell my daughter that practice makes perfect, she must get sick of hearing it. Now I have to tell myself the same thing. I don’t know if she gets sick of hearing me say it, but I know that I am!