A new character for my Scribble universe. Species:Cucurbits
Home: Gardens
Likes: Plants, veggies, night time, he thinks the moon is friendly
Dislikes: Fire, Ghoul (Ghoul is a big meanie)
Dreaming of that face again, its bright and blue and shimmering. Grinning wide, and comforting me with its three warm and wild eyes — tool - third eye (#embracingnightmares)
Say hi to Darling Knight, business major and murder club member. Other than making Remy Thompson uncomfortable, his favorite passed times include hanging out with his many friends, socializing at clubs, and eating omelets with his favorite informant.
Since the dawn of l’automatisme, the floating shapes of Miro and Klee were praised as musical suggestions. Unlike the Masters, my groundwork of flowing lines speaks melody and rhythm from a musical score perspective. The flow of lines ties the art elements into a composition. It also reflects a concept from Chinese paintings, which says, ` as a line moves into the invisible, the idea continues.’
The little bluebird, restless artist,
Flew over the orange horizon without restraint.
With his box full of colored pencils,
He thought he could paint the sky in an instant, of course!
But too many pencils and too few wings,
Unbalanced the poor little bird.
So many colors, no coordination,
His creative disaster fell to the ground!
Orange, yellow and red pencils shattered,
While the little blue bird fell in tears.
His celestial dream turned into a nightmare...
Until he saw - a rainbow formed!
From sadness, joy overflowed,
In that magical moment he understood:
It doesn't matter the skill or the tools,
Art comes from the heart, even if messy!
