I've undertaken a new goal to upload a new piece of art every day. I'm already 28/28 over on my Instagram. This little number is from yesterday, he's just a pretty sad boy.
Tobin Heath, US Women's National Team. I find her very photogenic and interesting to draw. The way she is half bitting her lip is what caught my attention and I thought it a good challenge to draw.
I took over as organizer of a Ladies Wine & Design group. Recently, I attended a grand opening of a co-working space, alone. I received some “compliments” that I’m not sure were compliments. To quote Chris Griffin: “I’m so awkward!?!”
In a trip to Colombia a saw the most adorable and cool Llama ever!!! So I decided to draw it.... I hope you like it and I look Forward to your comments! :D
From "A Cabinet of Byzantine Curiosities" by Anthony Kaldellis
Divorce.
By law, a man could ask for divorce if his wife had questioned his masculine honour - say, through infidelity or immoral behavior; caused him bodily harm by attempts on his live through magic or physical violence; or jeopardized his attempts to procreate - for example, through infidelity or abortion. He could also demand divorce if his wife was incapable of fulfilling her conjugal duties due to an incurable illness - say, madness or leprosy. Madness was sometimes distinguished from demonic possession, which did not constitute grounds for divorce.
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This was a little colouring experiment. I used a different method from what I usually do, but it turned out great.
The result is pretty satisfying for me, considering this only took me about two hours :)
There's certainly room to improve, but that's what I am here for ^-^
Please enjoy! - Crypto
She dances, sings, sways toward the movement of the wind silent in efforts of reaching for the clouds. Hues of wonderful branches arise from the earth to present a walking portray of lively whispers. Amused at the sight of hands locked, a walk begins.
Beaten mention through words that of a dark age reveal vines that bleed into the hearts of many. To present your reflective waves, to be ridiculed by voices lacking the complete understanding. In thoughts, a depression emerges.
Twisted mentions of the horrid fever that be separated in these realms of bleakness, a tense reality prevail. Images further, but repetitive sorrow consume him.
Lovely dog and child that play hockey together, voyagers of the forest hue, blooming wonder that be the dance in happiness. Playful enchantment overwhelm the land.
Horrid ways for which sorrow follow further down the dim lights of life. What lines must be crossed as glass seem to puncture minds swollen? A strangeness emerges beneath our shadows.
