I couldn't resist the glitter so I added it.my favorite underated superhero!it was quite simple painting him.this is my second character painting so far.
A steampunk city in the land of Nornwan. Filled with wonderful alchemy shops, steam engines, dirigibles, dashing top hats and robots! Orkinia is here with her special little Chubby to see the sights!
Watercolour and the tiniest bit of coloured pencil and acrylic marker on watercolour paper. Size A4. Done with negative painting technique. This was inspired by a figure found in a Kinder egg from my daughter. It seems to be common sense these days to scan and fix your artwork digitally before posting it on any social media. I don't do that. I kind of like the little (or bigger) imperfections in my work, and I also believe that uploading traditional work that has been digitally fixed gives people the idea that such perfect pictures can be achieved in a traditional way.
Homegrown elephant garlic drawing done in graphite pencil (H and HB). I enjoy drawing little roots and entanglements---following each one to its logical conclusion. A little OCD, I know.
2nd version of the Comma with a rainbow paint effect background. I think more paint ended up on the desk, wall, tv, phone etc than the paper! 6th buttefly in the series of literally butterflies
Sketched while watching the Mariners get knocked out of playoff contention. Colored on the computer. I did a hue changing little animation with it if you check my Instagram. :)
A bazillion little round circles and almost as many lines and it still looks static. Sheesh. I'll be working this idea to DEATH over the next few days....
Jane Austen (1775–1817)
Austen never lived alone and had little expectation of solitude in her daily life. Her final home, a cottage in the village of Chawton, England, was no exception: she lived there with her mother, her sister, a close friend, and three servants, and there was a steady stream of visitors, often unannounced.
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Austen wrote in the family sitting room, “subject to all kinds of casual interruptions,” her nephew recalled. She was careful that her occupation should not be suspected by servants, or visitors, or any persons beyond her own family party. She wrote upon small sheets of paper which could easily be put away, or covered with a piece of blotting paper. There was, between the front door and the offices, a swing door which creaked when it was opened; but she objected to having this little inconvenience remedied, because it gave her notice when anyone was coming.
“Composition seems to me impossible with a head full of joints of mutton & doses of rhubarb.”
From Daily rituals by Mason Currey
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little project of collage, about woman in their daily life at home, using primary colors. Here Penelope in her kitchen preparing herself a meal for lunch
collage, acrylic painting, colored pencils, charcoal
I just saw a circus tent and thought:Hmm I can make a demon oc out of it and behold!I didn't use the classic red and white colors mainly because I'm not a fan of red I did use blue however.I was going to give him circle eyes but then Fiore Pazzo (the flower demon has them) so I used different shaped eyes instead,one bigger than the other to emphasize his insanity.he and him have very similar personalities although cirko is a little smarter than him.both of them love collecting the souls of children the star demon (glistles) enjoys playing with children rather than to torment them.
today i saw the first little flowers growing near the lake. this made me so happy. i remember, when i drew this some weeks ago, thinking about spring and how beautiful it is.
have a wonderful day!:)
And they say that the elves in the Wilderness had no names for their gods , perhaps that is why they have all been forgotten .
They did not call them gods , the elves liked to call them "spirits" .
The unknowable primal forces granted them abilities .
They could implore the trees for aid .
And call upon mighty winds to defend them .
And ask the rivers and rain for healing and comfort .
And in return, they tended the garden of the great spirits , ever watchful and protective of the many lifeforms that lived within the great circle.
We are all part of the great circle, the only way to escape it is to cut yourself off form everyone and everything , it is a hard path ... . . . . thank you
