In addition to darkening the shadow areas I drop a shadow onto the floor beneath her and add just enough brown to the floor to justify the brown colored reflected lights on the robot without actually making the floor look like wood or dirt. A little rusty maybe. When everything else is done I finally paint the wires coming off of her head. If I'd done them earlier I'd have to paint around them and that'd be a big pain.
"Bot and Souled"
Oil paint on wood panel.
I gave this one to my brother who really likes robots.
Carrying this heavy sucker all the way back to the house was a monumental task for such a small boy, but his enthusiasm for the realization of his dreams lightened his load. After all once he was the master of a robotic army he'd never have to carry anything again. Mom and Dad would be so proud.
Well it turns out that our father has different ideas about the legality of walking off with other people's belongings just because you think they don't need it and the prospect of a robotic servant to do all of our chores in the future did nothing to sway his scruples.
So Dad made the poor exhausted lad carry the thing all the way back to where he found it and apologize to the owner.
It was a lesson to us all. Dad remains as morally inflexible as he ever was and Ken has never built a robot servant out of stolen parts again.