One day to go! It’s enough to make you feel like this:
Yes, we’re happy, because the World Cup Final kicks off in just a tiny bit over 24 hours. Blimey. And by the time tomorrow night’s referee in the Maracana parps his whistle to end the tournament, bringing to an end a month of wonderfully entertaining (so I’m told, we hardly look up from our pencils) football, then so too will our strange and baffling quest have (hopefully) reached its end. It’s been wonderful, odd, wonderfully odd, and also completely exhausting. We tried to treat ourselves to a lie-in today, which would have been a rare thing in this weirdest of months, but we just lay there muttering that we should really be downstairs drawing tiny footballers. No rest for those with a ludicrous project to complete and an arbitrary deadline to meet. Oh well, only 24 hours to go but…and do whisper it…I think we might just finish on time.
Today has been productive! 20-odd stickers in the book in super-fast time, and a lovely visit from our friend Sam who is going to make a tiny short film about our exploits. He asked us questions, drank our tea, and filmed us as we churned out the following smorgasbord of rubbishness…
Some choice faces, there. I’m quite a fan of Alexandros Tziolis, continuing the theme of most of the Greek players having mighty, mighty beards. Similarly, Valentin Stocker shares the smirky half-grin that most of his Swiss buddies seem to favour. How strange. Halfway through drawing Jorge Guagua, I realised I’d done that thing I repeatedly do where I draw too much head and nowhere near enough face. We’ll never learn.
We’re close. So close, we can taste it.. and it tastes like stickers and ink and glue and tin-foil and pencil shavings. But it still tastes good…
One day left.
622 STICKERS DOWN.
18 STICKERS TO GO.
Alex & Sian