"You flee my dream come the morning
Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy
Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep"
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Also a crayon drawing piece of a man praying in a mosque.
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'The light pouring sky,
under it,
as a kid,
I, like a dream,
FLY.
My life is a Beauty.'
-I by Taeyeon.
Not the best, but I'm quite proud of it, so I decided to build up the courage and post it. I'd love to have someone tell me their opinion on this, constructive criticism is always appreciated.
my new work! - Here he is, he comes! - Pepe Fajgl said, pointing at the top of the hill.
The environment was typical for the territory of a mortician: valleys overgrown with low grass, and with some high ground. Pepe Fajgl and I left the corpse Henri de Functa at the foot of the hills and watched the Mortician as it approaches the dead body at a uniform speed, his beautiful eyes were fixed to the deceased.
"It's wonderful," I said to Pepe, - it is certainly longer than 20 meters. -
The Morticians are the beings that all the inhabitants of the World of Fantasies respect and love, since they have appeared, the precious earth is no longer polluting with graves and cemeteries, number of burning corpses and then a terrible smell almost came to zero, pollution of the lake and the sea throwing the dead into the water stopped. After Mrs. Death takes life and the soul went away
in the wheel of the final verdict, it remains only material, dead, a bit valuable part once alive being, the meat that becomes a problem for family and community.
Mortician comes to the dead body of the late Henri, its enormous mouth silently sucked corpse, he turned, and dignity went behind the elevation, the problem was solved forever.
A 3 format
Revisiting something untouched for a long time. The vibes have not changed, but the design concept did. The paper is very messy, because of many, many, random sketches trying to... find something. Something came to my mind suddenly, to remove nearly all the details and changed the eye design. Suddenly, everything snapped into place and the character came to life, again.
The eyes are indeed the windows to the soul, huh?
For day 5 of Julesthetic, today's aesthetic is dreamcore.
For this day, I decided to make Spimon, who fell asleep in the schoolyard one day. When he opened his eyes, he realized he was somewhere else and was looking for a way to get back to school while a mysterious voice kept saying, "This isn't real, it's just a dream.
