Funny Stuff
Because I need an antidote to angst...
There are always little things an artist leaves out or adds...in this case of course, the Strangling Kerchief that's always gasping out of Troughton's pocket. That thing always makes me laugh--it looks like silk, which is probably the most expensive thing you'll see him wear, EVER. Everything else looks like a castoff from a charity bin. He's explaining to the I'm-not-really-amused-I'm-disapproving; see-look-at-me-looking-stern-at-your-hilarious-shenanigans Colin Baker tied up next to him--note I'm not daft enough to work on Baker's vest patterns, but I hinted at them. Baker and Troughton really should have had more time together. On top, I had to change Troughton's face completely--that head angle is incredibly difficult for me because it makes him look like a different person half the time--very elongated instead of his more familiar shape of ovals and blocks. Troughton's bone structure is rather unique for me--in one angle he's shaped in triangles; but in another, arrows, squares, blocks, ovals and ovoids! I also don't like the way his hair is cut this time around. It's far too tame, like the Time Lords slammed him into a Barber's chair and applied Gravity Gel For Frivolous Follicles or something to his head to keep his hair from being too bouncy. Not that I would put it past them...
Top cartoon is my tongue in cheek commentary about how the other Doctors see this one as a kid, the baby of the family, and gosh, you're right-two weeks tied to a table and not a hint of five-o'clock shadow! Either Two can control his body the way even the look-at-how-superior-I-am NuWho cannot, or Chessene is planning some cradle-robbing. But don't fear, ladies and gentlemen, it's clear she only wants him for his TARDIS--which makes her just another Dalek. At either rate, Two ALWAYS looks like he's about to rob someone's candy jar when he smiles like that, and I couldn't resist drawing for that reason.
There are always little things an artist leaves out or adds...in this case of course, the Strangling Kerchief that's always gasping out of Troughton's pocket. That thing always makes me laugh--it looks like silk, which is probably the most expensive thing you'll see him wear, EVER. Everything else looks like a castoff from a charity bin. He's explaining to the I'm-not-really-amused-I'm-disapproving; see-look-at-me-looking-stern-at-your-hilarious-shenanigans Colin Baker tied up next to him--note I'm not daft enough to work on Baker's vest patterns, but I hinted at them. Baker and Troughton really should have had more time together. On top, I had to change Troughton's face completely--that head angle is incredibly difficult for me because it makes him look like a different person half the time--very elongated instead of his more familiar shape of ovals and blocks. Troughton's bone structure is rather unique for me--in one angle he's shaped in triangles; but in another, arrows, squares, blocks, ovals and ovoids! I also don't like the way his hair is cut this time around. It's far too tame, like the Time Lords slammed him into a Barber's chair and applied Gravity Gel For Frivolous Follicles or something to his head to keep his hair from being too bouncy. Not that I would put it past them...
Top cartoon is my tongue in cheek commentary about how the other Doctors see this one as a kid, the baby of the family, and gosh, you're right-two weeks tied to a table and not a hint of five-o'clock shadow! Either Two can control his body the way even the look-at-how-superior-I-am NuWho cannot, or Chessene is planning some cradle-robbing. But don't fear, ladies and gentlemen, it's clear she only wants him for his TARDIS--which makes her just another Dalek. At either rate, Two ALWAYS looks like he's about to rob someone's candy jar when he smiles like that, and I couldn't resist drawing for that reason.