Superstitions: Virginity.
The most bizarre superstition about virginity was the notion originating from Central Europe that a woman who gave birth to seven illegitimate children thereby regained her virginity.
I want to be inside the raindrop. I want know it. Feel it. Be it. Close containment. Single purpose One direction. The rush. The thrill. Careening towards the earth. Would be a death race. But the fall is the journey. The crash. The release. Is just the beginning.
This is meant to be some kind of enemy creature that one would encounter in a game. It jumps at the player and bites or scratches them, in addition to inflicting fire damage to them.
Pictured is Lilac, a female original character I created in spring. Her design is inspired by traditional japanese fashion and attire, but I gave it a modern twist to fit into a more futuristic setting.
We all see the world through a different lens.
What I see, and express is different then what you will see.
Your background is different. Your experiences are different.
I know what I see. What about you?
Since I’m new I decided I would update something that shows kinda who I am! :) I made this in 2019 for my art class where we had to make a collage with drawings and words to describe myself. I love the way it turned out so it is for the first page in my current sketchbook.
This cat is already fierce with her teeth and claws, but she is also skilled in the blade. Watch out! Continue to follow my up-to-date inktober posts and more on IG: @dittofunkysketch123 :D
A little collection of mushrooms, done with gouache in my mixed media sketchbook. The process of painting with gouache is growing on me, it feels so satisfying.
Inktober 2020, Day 13: "Dune". After pondering for a while, whether I should come up with something surprising, I decided to go with what for me is the obvious association, the sci-fi book. I based it on this illustration of a sandworm (https://dune.fandom.com/wiki/Sandworm?file=Dune-sandworm.jpg) by Nathan Rosario. It’s not meant to promote the now postponed new movie, but rather based on the books by Frank Herbert, which I loved as a teenager.
Brushpens and posca markers on coloured A4, this time with an acrylic underpainting (falling back on my painterly ways).
“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”