Andy Robertson wrote:
>Oooh!  Excellent
>
Whew...
Though... I really had intended a better picture.
That was the 'half sized version' by the way. I can send you an 
ifdentical pic with twice as many bytes if you want. Same goes for all 
other pics. I'm just trying to avoid clogging up your lines here. Then 
again, there's not much gained by them being that much bigger.
>
>I **love** the Senior there.
>
Whew... again... The anatomy's accurate, but it looked 'wrong' to me 
just as soon as I 'Put clothes' on him... He's not 'Nordic' enough 
(Without being blatantly Nordid, that is) for my taste though. Rats.
>
>And the machinery is very "other" - not what I expected, but right.   It's
>not a default desk-and-table-and-screen, and that rocks
>
No way was it ever to be that... but it's nothing like as interesting as 
it should be. Sorry. The 'Archetectural' version lost the girl. 
Nonetheless, it's not as 'Awesome' as it ruddy well _ought_ to be. Damn.
>
>The only - very minor - problem is she looks a biit as if she has lipstick
>and makeup on.
>
Somewhere, halfway along the pic, I found myself thinking 'I know a 
picture very similar to this', a sulky little girl on a throne... but I 
couldn't find it/ identify what I was thinking of ... perhaps I made it 
up after all... Anyhow, I found myself thinking how cute the 'Completely 
blitzed gothbabe' image would be... and some dark eye makeup was hard to 
refuse. I'fact, I rather want to darken those eyes further... but, maybe 
you're right.
(Realising that she's a teenager does open up a whole new 'angle', even 
if I couldn't actually draw the damn thing)
>   Any way of making the eye shadow and lips less heavily
>shaded?  
>
Easy. Very easy.
> This is NOT important.
>
But, then again, it _might_ be...
Feeling terribly guilty about the Lack Of Time Thing.
Thanks for being so very patient and good about this.
Today, managed to coordinate:
 Getting this thing finally sorted whilst Cuil slept for 1 and a half 
hours, got Cuil out in backpack on bike, out to Rochdale via a wooded 
area (The place I use for shortcuts for Rochdale... the High Point of 
any journey), let Cuil loose for 'Jabberwocky Hunting', 'statted 
original down to A4 to allow me to scan it, Went Bandersnatch Hunting in 
Wood (Raining now), returned to get Wellington, Returned home, cooked 
washed up etc, fed, bathed and put Cuil to bed and 'toned' the pic and 
sent it off. Not a bad afternoon.
Can I draw the city now please?
Best:
SMS
>Andy Robertson wrote:
>Great.  If you can redo the eyes/lips just a bit, then go on with the City,
>yes!
>
City is (As you'd probably imagine), centered on a view of one of the 
Trees. As you'll have guessed, I _like_ the idea of trees becoming shrines.
Wilco. 
Enclosed, a slightly more subtle eye/ lips arrangement with the 
knowledge that you'll be wanting me to remove that tone from her face 
completely... still, I tried to keep it on.

Oh, this'll do.  She looks cute.
Roughs, if you can give me 3 or 4 roughs of "bits" of this pic that would be
great.   More than 3 or 4 would be too much.  And if you want to add a few
sentences to explain why you did it THAT way . . .   :-)
On the darling-trees, remember that the young (pre-pubescent dark haired)
girls "defend" them from passers-by and from band of boys as a
game/flirtation/ritual.  They are a type and reminder of the Redoubt.
From "Marks"
>>*************************
>>"Stop, Monster!!"
>>Dreaming and thinking, I have crossed the Circle. One challenges me with
>>weapon raised. A dark-haired dancing-eyed slip, maybe seven, not yet grown
>>to her whitecap or troubled by love.
>>"I surrender! Do not kill me, I am only a poor hungry monster!!"
>>"Flee away, monster!! Run, or I shall Scream!!!" She flourishes her wand,
>>and I skip away from the girls and their darling-tree, laughing fit to burst
>>behind a play-frightened face but not spared a puff of powder on my back.
>>And I am a child again, trying to steal a blossom from old gnarled
>>**fFiallow** to ransom a kiss from Cahaire and her girl-band. I will demand
>>a kiss from every one of them, but never from haughty Cahaire, who is so
>>rude to me. Anyway, she is too short and plump, she talks too much, and she
>>is always telling the others what to do, and trying to tell me what to do.
>>Will my daughters stand guard round their tree, one day? It is strange to
>>think that soon I may **hier** one crying in my wife's womb: crying out the
>>half-shaped Word. And if our first child is passed as human, how strange to
>>think, that in a year, we two will be three.
>>************************
Also remember: people in the Cities are usually barefoot.