I was over at Facebook doing that hideous socializing thing, and then I came here to work on this entry, and there’s a mental shift I do in my head. There’s normal me, messaging my cousins and my mother, and there’s the Undersquid part of me, the one that knows they will never see this side of me, and it seems as though it shouldn’t be that we can hide parts of ourselves so well.
I’ve seen photos of people in the community (before Giantess.com closed a few members uploaded their photos as their avatars—apparently we are all devastatingly beautiful and not globs dwelling in our parents’ basements), and this is such a deeply entrenched facet of mine that I amuse myself thinking we should be able to sniff each other out in crowded places just by looking at each other’s faces.
Last year there was a “Pantyhose” Theme Month at GDC, and I almost didn’t upload Sweet_Little_Toy_Man.jpg for a mountain of theme-related extra points because it wasn’t in my “Pantyhose” folder. I had placed it in my “Touching” folder (I kept my material filed according to subject matter of intended use back then), and out of sight, out of mind. I stumbled upon it by chance.
I had a blast with it, since collaging is quite wonderful an activity for me, and I love to bring my thoughts to life in this manner. Someday I’ll get sick of it, but not yet. It’s probably a huge waste of my time as well, but try saying that to my face.
He came from a black-and-white image, so I had to give him color. Colorize and Hue and Saturation took care of the initial process, and then I played with the light levels to change the brightness and dark sections of his skin. Always a feathered selection for that, of course. Values from 4-8 were most helpful on that respect. Blah blah blah, who cares.
(I do, a little bit.)
Their body language is perfect. The way she reaches down to touch him, her eyes half closed, her hand wrapping around his abdomen, and—as I imagine it—moving lower to the rhythm of his undulating body as her thumb brushes his chest hair from side to side. Oh, the story my mind tells me about that….
This time I worked on the shadows before I did the reflections (duh, the opposite is stupid, if the original tones change the tones of the reflection as well… but hey, I’ve done that in the past), and for the latter I fixed the feet first (meaning I selected the section of feet to copy/paste as a new layer, and then flip vertically and adjust to use as reflections), and copy/pasted a section of floor as a new layer which I then partially erased to show the feet underneath. That changed their color and gave me some texture to work with. I applied two grain filters, shadows as expected from the contact between feet and floor, and that was that.
My favorite shadow is the one I put on her face. It tells me his face is close, touching hers, his forehead sinking gently into the concave curve where the bridge of her nose meets her much larger forehead, his breath fanning her soft brown hair, his own short tuft tickling the tip of her nose, and both their scents coming together to form one.