No preliminary doodle for this one, aside from the anxious beaver detail. The wording underwent a few different versions, all digitally tweaked in post-production. I am also rather pleased at the palette - some of the more recent color pieces were cranked out while pushing my comfort zone and attempting to speed the process up to where it at least matches my time when shading in just black & white.
After inking I leaned back and looked at them and decided to call
anything from that time my "pandemic period." Not that there is any
aesthetic differences or hallmarks in particular, more of a sense that
if I stopped caring what I look like during the pandemic then that
should naturally spill over into the world of make-believe, where I was
living half the time.
Mashing of mandibles aside (which is a thing in the pandemic), it was also part of a series that lent credence to the psychology of art therapy in how drawings can serve as a creative outlet, and perhaps a way to release stress. GEE YA THINK?