Inking is both one of my favorite parts of illustration and the part that makes me the most tense. It’s the part where I feel like I’m making permanent choices, where if I make a big mistake I can’t make any corrections. Since much of my work gets manipulated in Photoshop that’s not really true. I can correct for most any mistake. Still, I’d prefer not to have to. So I ink a bit. Get up. Walk around. Ink some more. Get up. Wash the brush. Flip throught a book. Ink some more.
This goes on until I either finish a piece or I give up for the day.