
I know some of you are thinking, why did it take so long? It's been two weeks since the last one. Certainly he can't have spent all that time drawing this one page.

Yes I did. I think I put fifty hours into this page, when it's all said and done. And there's still more I want to do, but I've finished the basic construction and will fiddle with it as I move on into the story.
This page has drastically changed my expectations of the story. For one thing, modern stuff it a bit trickier to draw than natural stuff. For another, doing the colors better takes more time. For a third, I had not realized how insanely intricate color crowd scenes are. Making sure crowd scenes have a flow and do not clash with themselves...it's a whole other world from monochrome. So there will come a time in about...oh, twenty or thirty strips...when this story will slow down dramatically.
Dramatically.
So I think I really am going to slow it down and do a "prestige" (heh) web relaunch very soon, start posting (in English again! With substantial revisions, too, because I have very deeply revised the first pages already and I'm gonna do more) on a thrice-weekly schedule and spend as much time as this series is very apparently going to take.
I'm scaling back from "done in a year" to my original expectation of "done by July 2011." Let's see how close I get to that...
My visual memory and senses have really woken up in the last few weeks. Since SDCC. The combined experiences of watching people read Cloudhopper #1 (I couldn't have asked for a better laboratory of honest reactions), the glimmerings of an understanding of color and light, and the simple epiphany that caused where I shook myself awake and actually began to look at the things I saw around me have made the last month very pleasant. It's a lot of fun to just look at things right now. Yes, shadows
are more saturated than bright areas. No, I have no idea how that is possible. But it's incredibly pleasant to perceive.
This has brought with it a sort of gift of visual memory, which is not something that I possessed ten years ago. It's been building since I began to learn to draw, but now I can activate it and use it, sometimes. Not the way my brain normally works. It's basically my synesthesia running backwards -- instead of visual things creating auditory cues in my head (which is how I draw, when you get right down to it -- I throw lines down on paper and pull out the ones that "sound" wrong. I know it's strange but that's how it works. I also "hear" words and dialogue when I read them, which can be distracting and may explain my habit of arguing with signs), I hear a word and get a mental "image" attached to it. Usually a memory image -- you'd be surprised how quotidian my mental imagery is. I don't have nightmares, I don't see monsters or fanciful beasts, I rarely imagine things that don't exist. It's very Kubrickian in its way. That very rarely used to happen -- it gets to the point where I can do it by choice now.
So there is such a thing as learning.
This whole "learn-to-draw" experiment has been very fruitful.