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Model Portrait Drawing by Oz Galeano Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/arte_ozgaleano/ Buy your custom Portrait: https://www.fiverr.com/s/6WzyVL Donations: https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/ozgaleano Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@OzGaleano/videos Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Ozgaleano Shop: https://www.inprnt.com/gallery/ozgaleano/ TIK TOK: https://www.tiktok.com/@oz_galeano Behance: https://www.behance.net/ozgaleano

Practice for my next project. This is my first time experimenting with white charcoal and white gel pen on black paper. Let me know what you think!

Beginning 15. The frog was hungry enough to eat a horse. And !by golly! he was going to try to do it. https://www.instagram.com/p/CPTXnC5B_s3/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

This drawing has gone through several iterations (rough napkin sketch, sketchbook sketch, black and white version, limited colour version). 2021, Bic4 Ballpoint Pen, Novelty 10 Colour Ballpoint Pen on 9” x 12” Archival paper. Model: ImaniZ

It was absolutely necessary that I sit still and paint today and here are the unfinished results so far.

A House Is Not A Home

coloring poster covering whole Bible

Portrait made with Prismacolor pencils on black paper.

Colored pencil sketch

This monster is being seductive for you.

Ella Purnell Portrait Sketch Fanart by Oz Galeano Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/arte_ozgaleano/ Comissions: https://www.fiverr.com/s/6WzyVL Donations: https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/ozgaleano Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@OzGaleano/videos Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Ozgaleano Shop: https://www.inprnt.com/gallery/ozgaleano/ TIK TOK: https://www.tiktok.com/@oz_galeano Behance: https://www.behance.net/ozgaleano KO-FI: https://ko-fi.com/ozgaleano/commissions

This doodle of a cat means to Neal more than all the artworks of the world because it is a gift from someone important to him.

I have been making cartoony social content for a local coffee shop called Bullet. This is a teapot with Bullet-flavoured-steam.

here's a sleepy cortex I drew.

Nornwan. Once there were Nature dwelling elves. They only ever lived, frolicked and played in the deep woods. Their bodies were quite accustomed to the trees. They could speak with the elements of nature, they could make the trees move and cause great mushrooms to grow from the earth. Theirs was the power to ask the spirits that watched over the wood fro guidance and peace. The Knights Factions implored these wild folk for aid on one fateful day. Few elves agreed to give trees and other supplies to the army, those that did not were attacked and destroyed and given no help by the army of Knights.

Stories about how the coronavirus is affecting the world.

Old faded watercolour...

Portrait, pen and ink.

Pencil/Colored Pencils Drawing

Pen and watercolor.

Cartoon drawing made with adobe draw app.

Green Eyes drawing

Ink, charcoal and carbon pencil on paper

FEDERICO FELLINI In a 1977 interview, he described his morning routine: I'm up at six in the morning. I walk around the house, open sindows, poke around boxes. move books from here to there. For years I've been trying to make myself a decent cup if coffee, but it's not one of my specialties. I go downstairs, outside as soon as possible. By seven I'm on the telephone. - Daily rituals by Mason Curry. #inktober #masonCurry #federicofellini #dailyritual

Cooked up a lil illo!

“Claire!” Elle woke up with her daughter’s name on her lips. Startled, she sat up and looked around the living room with her heart still beating loudly in her chest. A dream, she realized dazedly. Slowly, she crossed the way to the back door. With unseeing eyes she gazed out into the garden. She remembered waking up in the hospital six years ago and seeing her husband sitting next to her. She remembered how he took her hand into his and looked at her with eyes full of despair. He told her that the doctor thought Claire might not survive. That she might die before she was even born, die before she had a chance to look into her mum’s eyes, feel a kiss on her forehead, clench her little fist around her dad’s finger, hear them speaking to her without a belly barrier between them… It was a silent, terrible death. It was the death of someone so precious, so innocent, so tiny… Elle took a shuddering breath.