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I thought of Edward Hopper when I came upon this view but a daytime version of his corner etching. I used watercolor, pen, and colic markers

A drawing for someone I somehow met from the corner of the internet, his original character Runali. A few years of ups and downs, but there were many struggles due to poor mental health. In the end as things heal, we gradually recognised our differences and decided to take different paths.

Peaking out of the trees, the church tower at St Clement, Truro

Quick sketch with ink and watercolors, A5 size.

Inktober day 1, Poison. I drew a octopussy on his head, but then he forgets to keep his mind on the really dangerous thing, the poisonous snake coming from the corner. Be aware out there..

I am an art teacher with a master’s degree—trained by brilliant professors who believed that art could do more than decorate walls. I offer safe spaces for teenagers to grow—nourishing soil where their imaginations can take root. And yet… I am assigned to hallway duty. This is compulsory education, after all. So I sit—posted like a sentinel—watching young lives stream past. “Get to class,” I say with a smile and a nudge. The system wants attendance; I’m hungry for presence. Armed not with a whistle or clipboard, but with a pen— my scribble’s soft insurgency. The hallway stretches out like a geometric hymn. Columns and corners chant structure. Teenagers swirl past—half-formed galaxies of limbs and laughter— their orbits chaotic, their gravity pulling time forward. I begin to draw. Not their tardiness, but their motion. A shoulder. A blur of sneakers. A tilted head chasing freedom. Feet flickering like seconds. Each mark a pulse. Each smudge a breath. My paper becomes a seismograph of seeing— trembling gently through the mundane. This isn’t about making art for a frame or a feed. It’s about refusing to leak away in the fluorescent hum of obligation. It’s a quiet mutiny against the clock. I do this on long car rides, too (passenger side, mind you). Letting the lines grow wild, jagged, and unapologetic. Not for polish— but for presence. This is how I remember I’m still alive. Still growing. Still watching. Still choosing to see. Because sometimes mental health looks like a piece of scrap paper, a moving pen, and the simple, sacred act of marking time with wonder.

It's always turning):

It's been a while since I draw on kraft paper. So, here is the result on the thinking process: How can faun shield themselves from sunlight if they can't put a hat on? Answer: They tie branches to theirs horns. ... I should be the one shielding myself from the sun just so it can't kill anymore neurones. --- Ça faisait vraiment un moment que je n’avais pas dessiné sur du kraft. Donc voilà le résultat de la réflexion: Comment les faunes font pour se mettre à l’abri du soleil s’ils ne peuvent pas mettre de chapeau? Réponse: Ils s’attachent des branches dans les cornes. … Je crois que c’est moi qui devrait me protéger la tête du soleil, histoire que ça ne cogne pas trop sur mes pauvres neurones.

Doodles from my sketchpads during March. The coloured floral, has been doodled in black fine liner then overlaid with pastel pencils.

My entry for the Urban Explorer drawing challenge.

Lindsey's prompt: Unicorn

In German mythology A woman scorned who became a siren.

Fan art logo redesign for my favorite PDX coffee shop

current pile in the studio

I tired using stickermule to turn my unicorn into a magnet.

Abusers are minimizers. Abusers are gaslighters. Abusers are liars. Prejudice is always abusive. x x x Part of a series of drawings. You can find more lying vegetables here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/62376633/ https://www.furaffinity.net/view/62298147/ https://www.furaffinity.net/view/46199210/ https://www.furaffinity.net/view/46226637 x x x “We can disagree and still love each other unless your disagreement is rooted in my oppression and denial of my humanity and right to exist.” -Robert Jones Jr.

At a street corner, I painted a magnificent Bougainvillea flame.

Marker, coloured pencil and metallic gel pen on marker paper.

Lyttle Shoppe Doodle

(Gel Fineliner on A5 Paper) There's just something very sinister about this strange cult of unicorns that exists!

A unicorn pegasus gracefully perches on a high mountain side, it eyes filled with curiosity. A mountain landscape crowned with fluffy clouds is in the background while a river flows into a lake in the valley below. 8.5" x 11" on sketch paper

Watercolour acorn and oak leaf design on a miniature wooden box.

Candy corn eating corn. XD.

My version of “Unicorn Girl” by Tamara Laporte. Arteza kids watercolor paint. Arteza mixed media paper. Prisma color pencils.

This is my newest OC Scarlet. I put the markers and their numbers in the corner. They are ARRTX markers. If you have any drawing tips i will gladly accept.

have to be honest...I'm not a fan of cutesy characters I prefer cold,sarcastic,scornful characters like Ruthleen,Parslip,Elveridrel,snidecious and Morrison.but clemence is the exception because her cuteness never favors her because she's not taken seriously as a person (because she's pink and fluffy,like real cotton candy)anyway Clemence was supposed to be a partly humanoid candy person but since it didn't suit her personality(clever,hard working,hopeful)well I changed her to a humanoid instead.she was timid and clumsy in her original look and she was taller 6'0.again these are old sketches I completely forgot about,

This time two Cloud Study Kittens took an adventure to a distant lake with their special inflatable Dinocorn and gazed into the summer sunset that tastes like Strawberry icecream

Ink and marker in my sketchbook for The Sketchbookproject