Before I’d ever seen a polyhedral die, roleplaying games were an integral part of my life. My best friend and I crafted elaborate stories with characters we made up as kids, and some days I lived more in those stories than in the real world. Because let’s face it, the real world fucking sucks.
My first really consistent, beloved character was an anthropomorphic coyote named Donnie. With half an ear and half a tail, he got beat up by the world even more than I did, and a psychologist could probably write reams of speculation about his role in my tortured adolescent mind (yeah, yeah, every adolescent is the epitome of angst, but untreated mental illness is also A Thing).
So when I realized that despite taking multiple color theory courses, I was intimidated by color, I decided to turn to an old friend. In a couple of months, I’ll be ready to start coloring Poems of the Night Watch, and I need to up my digital painting game. Using the same character template with different painting tutorials will hopefully enable me to compare styles until I find the one that’s right for me…and for my characters!
