Stripped of skin, status, and story, what remains is the truth beneath it all. Bone Deep is a minimalist skeletal portrait rendered in graphite and ink on canvas, built through cross-hatching, stark contrast, and deliberate restraint. The exaggerated skull and hollow eyes confront the viewer directly — not with fear, but with inevitability.
Whenever someone says Dodge Charger. The only name that comes to mind is Fast and Furious Movie - DOM, This car is such an epic car. I love this car a lot.
I did this illustration on Autodesk Sketchbook with a Midnight Blue body and Cherry Red stripes at the end.
Peter and his friends stopped on their road trip to grab pizza for lunch. VW, the rabbit, was the first to notice a faint chanting in the background: “The Claw! The Claw!”
I really,really hate having an art block because most of the times you have several drawing ideas,only to have trouble choosing one and not drawing anything at all!The strawberry one has no face because it was either ripped out or eaten.I originally wanted to draw four Gucci logos with different fruits,but since having an art block ruined it,I made this.I might take a break from drawing for,I don't know,10,000 years or so.
Did your cat do this during the pandemic? I have read the stories online! It's a T.P. massacre here for sure! R.I.P. T.P.! Check out the rest of my Inktober posts on IG: @dittofunkysketch123 :D And now I have some of these illustrations on teepublic! Search under 'sketchcadet'! :D
I practiced the colors with these watercolor pencils. I realized I didn't have enough color. Size: A/4 , Tools: white gel pen, "Faber-Castell Colour GRIP" watercolor pencils, watercolor paper
If red is for hardiness and valor, may we show courage and resilience. If white is for purity and innocence, may we help protect the young, disadvantaged and helpless. If blue stands for vigilance, perseverance and justice, may we put a mirror to ourselves and learn persistently.
This is the converted school bus that belonged to Route 66 super sketcher Bob Waldmire (RIP). It's here at our museum, so I sketched it one day. It's an amazing studio/home on wheels!!
I had a rock tumbler as a child and really enjoyed it. When my youngest was a child we bought her one. She was eager to enjoy it too, but somewhere after starting on that path, we lost track and it everything inside turned into a solid mass. We tossed it and forgot about it. On a recent beach trip, I collected handfuls of rocks, as I am always likely to do, and, upon return, remembered how I loved my childhood rock tumbler. I immediately researched, ordered and eagerly anticipated its delivery. Of course, with Amazon Prime, that was only a couple day’s wait. As soon as I unboxed it I thought “what am I doing?” I have neither time, nor space for yet another hobby. I thought “what will I DO with a pile of polished, pretty rocks?” I would gather them in my hands and feel their silky smoothness. I would likely gather them in some beautiful glass bowl and…then what? I have toddler grand kids frequently at my home. They put small colorful things in their mouths and up their noses and feed them to the dogs regularly. And I don’t even have a single space to display a bog bowl of pretty rocks. So I quickly decided “I’m Returning the Rock Tumbler” and will, for NOW, stick to painting them when the mood strikes.
You know you can always count on me, friend
Like no one else, I've gotten used to the coldness of the stone
So I can be with you often
Silver rain will wash away the tears of the Dread Sky
I will rise with the sun…
I will rise with the sun…
- Valyrym.
Referring to the story "The Dragon In The Dungeon"
Some say I'm hitting the point.
So I strike again.
When the Writer dies, the World creates a seemingly imperceptible void, a void waiting to be filled, greedily begging others for revelation.
For the next One to take its place in this great spiral.
Light.
Narrow tunnel.
Echoes.
Arise.
Rest in Peace
Coyote - Of The Wilds was a talented writer, author of many fantastic stories which he never managed to finish.
He was able to convey true, deep emotion through words, through many unfinished stories. Now, through the ending of the Story.
These stories have contributed a lot to my life in 2020, as I wrote about in “Split Of… Personality”. Like for many others, he inspired me to create. I wrote “Split Of Fate”, deleted it, now I'm bringing it back to life, but I also have other plans - regarding the stories of Of The Wilds… but more on that later…
This was difficult to draw. Difficult without getting eyes wet.
Just a quick doodle…
Well, if I were nearby, I would place an apple on his grave.
