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Drawing Prompt Submission

A colorful and playful typography design featuring the phrase 'Enjoy Your Smile (I Do)'. The text is set against a vibrant pink background, creating a cheerful and positive vibe.

A whimsical yet haunting reflection on the passage of time, From Time to Time imagines a fragile machine built to bend reality itself. The “Tempus Machina” stands as both invention and relic — humming with promise but tethered by a frayed cord and a warning: Watch Your Step. The cracked wall, warped floorboards, and distorted clock hint that tampering with time comes at a cost. Blending humor, nostalgia, and existential tension, Patmore’s work transforms a steampunk curiosity into a metaphor for our human impulse to repair, rewind, and relive what’s already slipping away.

My head is a place I fall into. I don't mind it...most of the time. But what I produce sometimes might reflect what is happening within. Its a maddening wonderland that I wander around in.

Inkwork: from sketchbook

Citadel: Pencil rendering

As it says!

Pencil renderings of vehicle design.

Lindsey's prompt: Supernova. I didn't know how to draw one so went with Supernova from Rick and Morty.

Music quotes that apply to art as well… “Anybody can play. The note is only 20%. The attitude of the motherf•••er who plays it is 80%.” - Miles Davis.

Hey Boos! Yes, it is true, I am a sans au fan. FOr the record I don't ship them (I ship cream ((cross and dream)) and I don't ship epic with anyone) these guys are soooo silly and they are besties (yes there are spaces missing because lasso tool and I was too lazy to fill them in)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8tQ_NgBdPS8

A color inverted artwork. The artwork shows blue flowers under three moons at night.

Lindsey's prompt: Shuttle

For some, the Halloween / Samhuinn vibes never truly stopped, you know?

(2B pencil on 147mm x 133mm paper) "They're not flag-waving wannabes, or finger-pointing-blamemongers. They're true British Heroes! They were born with spines of steel, have spunk by the bucketload, and their upper-lips aren't just stiff, they're rock-solid! They're the type who'll kick those mad-dogs aside and proudly march, bare-arsed, into the midday sun!"