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#26Characters - D for Dejah Thoris

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It's fairly uncharacteristic of me to go a whole three entries in any project without drawing a woman. Well, here we are at #26characters 4th entry, D for Dejah Thoris, and you will not be surprised to note that I spent a lot of time getting this one right.

#26characters d for dejah thoris

Ms. Thoris is the princess of the empire of Helium on Barsoom, sometimes known as Mars. Despite this she does not, as far as I know, speak in a squeaky voice. Mars has very strange weather too, because everyone wears skimpy clothing, yet all of this clothing is made of gold (anyone who has actually worn a gold chain in hot weather knows that it's the most horrible feeling ever).

I've never actually read Edgar Rice Burroughs's series of Martian novels. I did consider reading the first when the recent John Carter movie came out, but I neither saw the movie nor read any of the associated literature. I know, I'm a rebel.

I have, however, ogl--um, appreciated so much art based on the characters over the years, from pretty-much every major pulp and fantasy illustrator of the last century. So I approached Dejah with a lot of osmotic knowledge of what she and the world is supposed to look like. I wish I'd been more intricate with the jewelry, but I think three hours -- yes, three hours -- is enough time to have spent on this.

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I'm happy that I've started to approach these in a more considered way, hewing rough gestural sketch without committing to a finished pose, and then working off that. I even made a half-hearted attempt at being more painterly with the colouring. It's not great, but it's a start. The column is a complete botch job, though.

Oh, here's a little animated GIF of the basic process.

d for dejah thoris animated gif

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#26Characters - C for C-3PO

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I'm trying to do #26characters more often, or we'll be here forever. :) Swiftly moving on to C, with the ever-lovable C-3PO, the true hero & romantic superstar of George Lucas's Star Wars movies.

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Mr. 3PO -- C to his friends -- was born (some say constructed) on sunny Tattooine by a young & talented boy named Anakin Skywalker, while he was suffering from a passing bought of the midichlorians. Growing up a nudist, C soon came into money after single-handedly saving the colourful backwater of Naboo from... uh... somebody who was working for somebody else who had a plan about something. He got a gold body.

Anyway, he's been everywhere and done everything. He is fluent in several languages and can run most moisture vaporators.

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Bit of a quickie, this one, but I'm trying to get a handle on just drawing a line without having to re-do it several dozen times. I exaggerated the robotness of him a bit more than he is in the movies (where being played by a man in a suit does impose some restrictions on structure). Onward and upward.

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PS No, I have no idea why he has a handbag either.

Book Review - Perdido Street Station

Fanart book cover of Perdido Street Station by China Mieville, cover design by Vishal K Bharadwaj

It's a fairly well-known fact to anybody who's read this blog that I'm poorly read, and that fact has always been something I've been trying to change (not going to be much of a writer if you haven't read anything). So with the aim of developing a reading habit, I decided to start picking up books I'd always wanted to read but had never bought, waiting for that mythical
'someday' when I would be in a relaxed mental state to kick back and read a bit. 'Someday' turned out to be when I walked by the Fantasy section in Kinokuniya and spotted a paperback of China Miéville's Perdido Street Station recently, not horrendously overpriced as books in Dubai tend to be, and picked it up. Instead of relegating it to the bookshelf like several previous purchases, I cracked the thick tome open and started reading the second I got home.

The Ten Rupee Book Club 001

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Over the past five years I've been amassing an eclectic collection of cheap used books on my trips to Bombay. At Rs.10 apiece (around $0.25 US) they aren't expensive or significant (most of them are, in fact, the very opposite), but they are valuable to me, insomuch as they are weird -- and I love weird. I have read very few of them; Of the hundreds (and by now, thousands), I have only finished a handful. There have been plans ever since I started blogging to talk about them, to read and review them, but this has so far not happened.

I was reminded of this recently when Dan blogged about his bookshelf, and in the comments I lamented that most of my books were in boxes (he suggested I just take a picture of the box). "That's it," I said to myself, "enough dawdling!" I looked through a small box of them and chose seven -- none of which I have read -- but which I think are interesting. Maybe this will give me the impetus to actually read some, but for now I will talk of their weird and wonderful subjects, their pretty and often breathtaking covers, and their all-round coolness. I hope you find them as fun as I do.

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