Wednesday, 13 January 2016

Miss Trunchbull



She was above all a most formidable female. She had once been a famous athlete, and even now the muscles were still clearly in evidence. you could see them in the bull-neck, in the big shoulders, in the think arms, in the sinewy wrists and in the powerful legs. looking at her, you got the feeling that this was someone who would bend iron bars and tear telephone directories in half. Her face, I’m afraid, was neither a thing of beauty nor a joy for ever. She had an obstinate chin, a cruel mouth and small arrogant eyes. And for her clothes…they were, to say the least, extremely odd. she always had on a brown cotton smock which was pinched in around the waist with a wider leather belt. The belt was fastened in front with an enormous silver buckle. The massive thighs which emerged from out of the smock were encased in a pair of extra-ordinary breeches, bottle-green in colour and made of coarse twill. These breeches reached to just below the knees and from there on down she sported green stockings with turn-up tops, which displayed her calf muscles to perfection. on her feet she wore flat-heeled brown brogues with leather flaps. she looked, in short, more like a rather eccentric and bloodthirst follower of the stag-hounds than the headmistress of a nice school for children.

I didn't really talk about it on my last Trunchbull post but I tried to follow the description a lot with this one as it has such as specific one. The small arrogant eyes worked best to this but it was also nice to be able to give her the clothes as depicted in the book not the film that I grew up, it helped to separate them.  I did add some extra hair around the mouth and legs as I feel it's fitting to the character and to her age. I'm still not certain if the background is working but I quite enjoyed matching the colour to outfit and the rough texture matches her. The coloured lines are also a bit hit and miss still but I think it's getting better.

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