It was hard to tell which was worse: the glaring white-enameled chaos of the Emergency Room, or the fact that Rorschach had to be there. Or rather, Walter. It was Walter who got injured beyond a point he could work past as Rorschach – Walter who'd been unlucky enough to be standing in just the wrong place when a trainee lost control of a pallet full of fabric that crushed him against a wall. He supposed he was lucky one of the rolls fell in front of the jack's wheels and stopped it before it did more than crack his ribs – at least two, judging from the vivid sense-memories that were re-playing annoyingly in his head as he waited.
Working on a drawing that's been a real learning experience. It's the same light-on-dark style that I do, but this one's all digital. Lots has changed throughout, but I'm liking what I can do with it. I just need to keep from getting trapped in an ...
For anyone familiar with my AO3 presence, there won't be anything new just yet; I'm just posting the fics that I've put up there that for some reason I didn't post here. There will be some Watchmen and some Shape of Water - enjoy! :reading:
I still exist, but it's been a while - several years, in fact!
And, having recently been inspired to draw again, I've made a discovery that's been a bit troublesome, but not insurmountable: Apparently, it's been long enough, and I am old enough, that my eyes have begun the transition into annoying farsightedness and I have trouble seeing things close up. :hmm:
I've been nearsighted since elementary school, to the point that anything beyond about 12 inches gets blurry. Now, though, anything closer than 12 inches while I'm wearing my contacts is blurry! Considering my normal drawing distance is about 7 inches from my work surface, that mak