Well i made this on my English class. And i like it. I'ts my first post here so "Hello!". This sailor moon is from the TV show "Sailor moon". The design of sailor moon wasn't created by me. I ONLY did a fanart with a faber Castle pen!
"Spade - Magic Card Tournament" ♠️ ✨
Character design for a videogame idea based on a futuristic world in which there is an artificial magical card tournament held every decade. The main character, Spade wants to bring peace to her world by winning the tournament and being granted one wish.
This is part of my daily Sketchgrind day 18. Study of butterfly and dragonfly in the early morning. If you want to see more check out my Patreon Page https://www.patreon.com/uliunique
A very random doodle I did for warm-up while working on commissions. I don't think it helped much other than working with little line work and stark lighting.
Kingfisher is a digital drawing completed on the iPhone 7+ (im looking at getting the ipad pro next month!) This is 1 of a current 6 pieces with the collective title 'Birds Of A Feather' leave any suggestions for birds
Everyone thinks that they love will have a happy ending, but those are the lucky ones. What about those who have their heart played just to get the pleasure fulfilled. What happens to those who kept promises but never fulfilled them, just forgot them like they meant nothing, no memories of them were made, it had nothing to do with them. This picture that I developed at this stage of a person's life shows that they don't ask for nothing beside a happy ending, sitting together and enjoying each other's company. What was the need of stealing someone's heart, use them for your own desires and then just throw it away? What did they get at the end? It was easy for them to make promises, gaining their trust, building hopes but harder for them to prove it. Day by day the pain kills them inside but to the world they are nothing more but alive and energetic, but who knows what’s happening from the inside, when they are just trying to live each day until death comes. At this moment of time no one can heal the cuts, them deceitful memories by the one who once said they will never hurt you or leave you. But I guess one day everyone does leave you, maybe today or tomorrow. She was told to forget him because he was nothing beside a memory. He wasn’t worth it. He walked away from her, but maybe she was too caught in his memories.
I had been attending a one on one class with an artist friend. On our second meeting he taught me how yo draw a portrait with just pen and paper. So there. I drew my first piece for portraiture.
Relaxed tension. Two parents at a national chess competition. Their kids squared off at the board, and so did they — one leaning back, shoe propped up, trying for calm; the other sitting stiff, watchful. The game played out in more ways than one.
A simple ink sketch of a bird at rest. Sometimes the quiet moments—watching, pausing, waiting—are the deepest teachers. This drawing is part of my exploration of what I call the Quiet Practices—small ways of living from the inside out.
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