Hello, my name is Sabina Hahn,
and I'm a doodle addict. brooklyn NY

Sabina Hahn is a Brooklyn based illustrator, animator and sculptor who loves stories and tall tales. Sabina is a master of capturing subtle fleeting expressions and the most elusive of gestures.

I specialize in children illustration, illustration, kid lit art, watercolour.

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In the meantime, he was dotting the ‘I’s and crossing the ‘T’s, waiting for the S and the H to show up.” ― Caimh McDonnell, A Man With One of Those Faces #dailydrawing #mouse #caimhmcdonnell #collage

"He was thinking what a long and wide thing time is, to have so many happenings in it.” ― Russell Hoban, Soonchild Playing with leftovers of a recent project.

Hourly comic day. Every year I swear to myself that I will do the Hourly comic day on February 1. Every year I fail to do it. This year I even added it to my calendar. And still... The hours run away from me and then I think to myself - who wants to know the hours of my day. And I think to myself - nobody. So I don't. Maybe next year.

In the case of Bastet, cleanliness IS right next to godliness.

Bastet in her morning ablutions,

Don't get your tail in a twist.

Purely accidental

One of my favorite things about watching a performance is watching people watching a performance.

Little but fierce. Always loved hybrids. Keep coming back to them over and over.

Sometimes my inner child comes out to cry.

The other day I saw a photograph of a man in a handmade costume of a frog with a huge pack of cigarettes on his back and holding a cigarette. Then I tried to find it again and I am coming up blank. So blank as a a matter of fact, that now I am not even sure if I didn't see it in a dream. If you have seen this photo, let me know!

cat cat cat

https://www.instagram.com/p/C146AlyJhwN/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

Kismet is always a small loaf of anxiety.

(w)hat (h)wat (h)what

Old pond frog leaps into the splash. -Basho

Fairy-tales lie. This frog didn't turn into a prince. Or a princess. At least the snack was nice.

Sometimes, I re-read books and they don't have the same impact as before. Sometimes, I re-read them and they hit me harder. Roadside picnic by Brothers Strugatsky made me cry. This is my favorite book by them, although I do so love Monday starts on Saturday. But this book! I wish more people would read it.

I always loved half birds half people. I bet they tell the best stories.

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