Sabina Hahn's Uploads

All I want is to hide somewhere and read books. https://www.instagram.com/p/CdgFRFRO57T/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Wake up and smell the flowers! https://www.instagram.com/p/CcAzO5iLBfY/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Beginning. The surprise was hiding under a pillow. https://www.instagram.com/p/CPl7gaEBi2W/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Rainy day. https://www.instagram.com/p/Cae85fsLsQN/?utm_medium=copy_link

Today Cat partied like it was 1622. https://www.instagram.com/p/CZPXl4_uEAa/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Advice from fairy tales. Be optimistic! https://www.instagram.com/p/CNdSHRPhNXI/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

It’s spring! And I got to hang out with little chicks. They are little fluff balls of serotonin. (Drawing with my non-dominant hand).

Jane Austen (1775–1817) Austen never lived alone and had little expectation of solitude in her daily life. Her final home, a cottage in the village of Chawton, England, was no exception: she lived there with her mother, her sister, a close friend, and three servants, and there was a steady stream of visitors, often unannounced. ... Austen wrote in the family sitting room, “subject to all kinds of casual interruptions,” her nephew recalled. She was careful that her occupation should not be suspected by servants, or visitors, or any persons beyond her own family party. She wrote upon small sheets of paper which could easily be put away, or covered with a piece of blotting paper. There was, between the front door and the offices, a swing door which creaked when it was opened; but she objected to having this little inconvenience remedied, because it gave her notice when anyone was coming. “Composition seems to me impossible with a head full of joints of mutton & doses of rhubarb.” From Daily rituals by Mason Currey #dailyrituals #inktober #janeAusten @masoncurrey

14. The ghost in the closet. Prompts from @janelle.shane generated using the OpenAI net GPT-3. https://www.instagram.com/p/CVLWL9sLmEc/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

A brighter future. https://www.instagram.com/p/CW3-MPArl6W/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

THE MARTIAN from Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day by Ben Loory. "The three of them sit down to dinner. Halfway through the soup course, a Martian enters the room. It takes the astronaut’s napkin and lays it across his lap. Then it turns around and walks out. I thought you said you didn’t see any Martians, says the woman. Not on the moon, says the astronaut, no." https://www.instagram.com/p/CgwTsoXOVln/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

On the airplane, on my way home, I lifted up my head and there was a Tom Cruise on all the screens. Different movies, or the same movie, but different scenes. Absolutely unreal.

Narasimha loved to stop and smell the flowers. #mythology #hinduism #hybridcreature

David Lynch (1946-2025) I like things to be orderly,” Lynch told a reporter in 1990. For seven years I ate at Bob’s Big Boy. I would go at 2:30, after the lunch rush. I ate a chocolate shake and four, five, six, seven cups of coffee—with lots of sugar. And there’s lots of sugar in that chocolate shake. It’s a thick shake. In a silver goblet. I would get a rush from all this sugar, and I would get so many ideas! I would write them on these napkins. It was like I had a desk with paper. “ - From Daily Rituals: How Artists Work by Mason Currey “I don't think it was pain that made [Vincent Van Gogh] great - I think his painting brought him whatever happiness he had.” ― David Lynch Thank you for all your amazing art! #dailyrituals #inktober #DavidLynch #goals @masoncurrey

This is just to say. No war. Please. https://www.instagram.com/p/Ca4yskWrxyc/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Don't bother me. I am reading. https://www.instagram.com/p/CfZvDdtpzfh/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Eldritch is another wonderful word that I get no chance to use in regular life. That is probably good? https://www.instagram.com/p/CqbBaM9pgJu/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

but then… https://www.instagram.com/p/CT2z_tDlXgk/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Conniption. I so love this word! And, as many of you know, I adore hog nose snake who dramatically pretends to be dead when scared. #dailydrawing #favoritewords #conniption #hognosesnake https://www.instagram.com/p/CqYteZhvTJU/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

They say Prometheus brought fire from the sun concealed in a hollow fennel stalk. They say tarragon came to be when a flax seed was pushed into the pierced root of a sea onion and planted after dark. The Minotaur simply likes the smell of chopped herbs.” - Steven Sherrill For some reason out of all of my drawings, this one went viral on Tumblr. So when I got to the Minotaur on the list of hybrid creatures, I had to (re)make this one. The sentence is from “Minotaur takes a cigarette break” by Steven Sherrill. It’s wonderful.

Macabre and macabrer. Transmundane Tuesdays with @carsonellis. The Tongue eating louse just wanted to be drawn. You need to imagine the buckle shoes somewhere in the second picture. https://www.instagram.com/p/CZryL3gJujB/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link