Man, I’ve been wanting to tear this picture up since I saw it. Admittedly, it seems to be a sketch done on the fly at a con, but even so, it does not excuse the thighs. THE THIGHS. Holy SHIT, LAND. Worse than his usual crap, if you can believe it!
Corrections:
- Made the spine more naturally…
I like how the corrected version has a better sense of volume than the highly shaded version. I like how the original makes it look like Babs dumped a load into her panties (how else are you even going to start to describe the wreck that is her pelvis/thighs?).
Poor Land, asked to draw without his magazines right there, underneath his tracing paper. That must be so stressful for him. And, without his colourist (seriously, what’s up with the *gorgeous* colouring he always gets) there to romanticise the flaws away). I can barely believe he leaves the house, for fear of having to produce stuff like the above, left, when stuff like the above right is so much more Babs-o-riffic.
