Another beautiful illustration of imaginative style and earthly tones! This is not a real scenery it just combines sea and mountains with buildings and creature like mountains with fishy style elements or wings and this into a night sky.
His name in German literally means the ice cream man.he is a giant snow clown who lives in the icy mountains of Dulcelandia.he is one of the first enemies Sweetnette and Cotton Fluffe encounter.he grabs them with his hands.he has stretchy powers.he can also summon snow monsters as he pleases.they defeat him by fireballs via their wands he and his monsters melt away.quickly the princess and the prince escape.he is able to regenerate since he is immortal.he is a 60 foot snow giant and he is maniacal yet clever at the same time.
I love hilly landscapes. But I'm not good at drawing them. The one thing that I should do is practice. I have to take a sketchbook and draw/paint 100 mountains.
The trees also could be better. I failed by drawing details on this illustration.
Day 11 of #whimsicalByMamaminia art challenge.
A cute Acrylic Painting of a Sunny day. I just painted this scene on my birthday (not today). I was just dreaming of myself isolated in this beautiful scenario. Living a happy & sweet life.
I painted this with Oil on a non tumbled Rock I found from my local Mountains. An evening Autumn Scene and a slight yellow moon peeking out over the horizon.
A pair of Ukrainian Easter eggs I've made. My designs are not especially traditional and are instead inspired by old wood cut art. The first egg features a musician playing a bandura and the second has 4 pictures, fish, forest, wheat and mountains. The eggs are made using beeswax applied with a metal tool called a Kistka (heated via a candle or electricity) you draw on the egg wherever you want to preserve its current colour before putting it into a dye bath working from the lightest colours to the darkest. When you have finished you remove the wax using a candle a paper towel and a little patience. heating and wiping away. then you can blow out your egg by making a hole in its top and bottom, smashing the yolk with a needle and blowing. These eggs are a couple of years old but we've pulled them out for easter last weekend.
Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting—
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Mary Oliver
He wanders the fields, the mountains an the forest. With a little bit of luck, you can meet him and he will make a little concert. These little guys met him at the river. When you look at the second picture, you can see the reference i used. It was really cool to play around with it :) wish youu a wonderful daay!!:)
