Portrait assignment in which we could pick any person to draw (including fictional characters), and had to incorporate text into the piece. I chose Lisbeth Salander; the text was pulled from a shirt that she wears in the movie The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.
Digital, traditional (watercolor, acrylic, pyrography)
“She can’t look moneyed. You know, she has to be iconic in her own way. You know, she has to be dark and brooding, and not being flashy and loud, and not looking like she’s in a punk rock band, not having all these crazy spikes and the PVC leather. It was just making her look really cool and really worn in and kinda used. For me the Swedish version, their Salander was quite loud and drawing attention to herself, I just wanted our Lisbeth—if she chooses to—she kind of fades into the shadows, you know, she’s not drawing attention to herself, but she looks really off-putting, as well, at the same time.” - Trish Summerville
Just had to make this. So fucking heartbreaking.
>My computer is OK. It’s me that’s the problem.Tell big brother.> Slip wrote.
>I’m under arrest by the government.>
>What? Why?> Three chatters at once.
Salander summed up her situation in five lines, which were greeted by a worried muttering.
>How are you doing?> Trinity wrote.
>I have a hole in my head.>
>I can’t tell the difference.> Bambi wrote.
>Wasp has always had air in her head.> SisterJen wrote, and that was followed by a spate of disparaging remarks about Wasp’s mental abilities. Salander smiled.
You’re the hacker; work it out! Kalle B.
Salander laughed aloud for the first time in weeks. Touché. She thought for a few seconds. Then she picked up the stylus and wrote the number combination 9277, which corresponded to the letters W-A-S-P on the keyboard. ( … )
It did not work.
She tried 52553, which corresponded to the letters K-A-L-L-E.
That did not work either. Since Blomkvist presumably intended that she should use the computer, he must have chosen a simple password. He had used the signature Kalle, which normally he hated. She free-associated. She thought for a moment. It had to be some insult. Then she typed 74774, which corresponded to the word P-I-P-P-I - Pippi Fucking Longstocking.
The computer started up.
Besides, he had - literally - rooted around in her brain. Someone who rummaged around in your brain had to be treated with respect. To her surprise she found Dr. Jonasson’s visits pleasant, despite the fact that he poked her and fussed over her fever chart.
She just wanted to be left in peace. When it came down to it, she was the one who would have to live with herself.
But Salander did not have the remotest wish to talk about her feelings or her actions. Her life was her own business. It was not her fault that her father had been a pathological sadist and murderer. It was not her fault that her brother was a murderer. ( … ) She was not the one who had killed Svensson and Johansson. She was not responsible for appointing a guardian who turned out to be a pig and a rapist.
And yet it was her life that was going to be turned inside out. She would be forced to explain herself and to beg for forgiveness because she had defended herself.
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