The robots are, in general, fans of comic book art. The older, deeply analog stuff. They are fascinated by the concept of “superhero.” That a being could have abilities and powers (“upgrades and peripherals”) that can be both a blessing and a curse.
I’ve fallen out of my regular cadence of drawing the robots. I went along on a hike with this one, and during a pause I asked if it wouldn’t mind standing still for just a minute. Using primarily the chisel bibs of my markers I sketched out a portrait as quickly as I could. Like stretching out limbs after a long roadtrip, it felt good to draw again, and a little awkward.