A young man with a white shirt, holding bright red rose branches in his hand as if giving a rose to someone, in his hand shows red lights depicting sadness and fatigue....
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This is for BJW [initials] one of my writers and irl friend. Yes, I have drawn her before, but this was again as a gift! [If you read this far thanks for checking out my art! I'll let you in on a secret: BJW might just be the voice actor for Mel....] ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) She helped with Mels character, because she's amazing at improv and surprised me by auditioning for Mels voice... It's a big responsibility- so I wanted to thank her
It's been a while since I upload something here. I have been trying so many different things; for example, I try to think with other art elements other than lines. I am doing a self-exploration project #1111daysofart since July 1st, where I will do something art-related every day, which inspired me, big or small. It is a long way, and I hope I will make it :D
If you can afford it and don’t want to scrub that toilet, mow that lawn, code that site, then you abso-friggin-lutely can hire someone! It’s not cheating or lazy. In fact, it’s supporting a small business!
For this series, I'm trying to hone my beginner skills by focusing on the architecture of each strange creature through reference photos, while also using it as a log for interesting animal facts.
Hi everyone, as a freelance photographer, I always choose for myself very close and ancient inspirations. Suddenly I remembered that my grandfather's room was still kept until now, so I took my camera and ran over there. Just like I feel a scene full of classics and peaceful, this is where my grandfather used to read newspapers, magazines, science books and meditate with a cup of tea or coffee. But this room is now locked and vacant because my grandfather passed away 2 years ago. I still often come to this room to clean up and sit down to think and remember the memories of the two grandparents in the past. Memories are so dear and beautiful
