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Fine point Pilot G-2 pen

A mash up between Marlin and kill bill

His name is Warren and he's nice.

This was just an idea I had and wanted to make it as soon as possible.

Inspired by a visit to the Bowes Museum and a great Norman Cornish exhibition

hope we can still have a league this summer

Process Art- lots of black wavy lines on my flowers

I like Alan Walker's songs and stories. They're well made.

In an alternate future where we all have laser-cars and internet-shoes. . . . .

I put flowers on my patio to make a bright spot in my space in these terrible times

Life embraces us. Why don't we embrace it back?

Death has a grasp of us as soon as we are born.....we die when he decided to tighten his grasp on us.

..This is from a while back, the Bar man liked my beer mat doodle so much he asked if he could hang it up, which of course he can..")

Thie sword lily flower is a mess. It’s hard to figure out what is what when drawing with a ref photo. I made this study as a stage of réparation for a final watercolor piece (more like ink and watercolor). I used cheap watercolor pencils

Sharpie pen (fine) + Prismacolor markers on white paper • After diving into a few episodes of Westworld season 3, I found myself a little lost. After watching all of season 2 again, I found myself with more questions. So now you can find me starting Westworld season 1 again.

I just started randomly doodling some fish and gave them names.

This art piece underlines the duality of eastern and western cultures. I love when they combine. I’m a first generation Canadian with Indian descent. My artistry shows that duality of co-existence

This art piece underlines the duality of eastern and western cultures. I love when they combine. I’m a first generation Canadian with Indian descent. My artistry shows that duality of co-existence

Based on family life role of father in the family supportive to all generation face hardship but never be week always supportive to their family some time he do sacrifice for himself but at the end family is successful and he is supportive to his family

In a world where there were no cellphones and no caller ID and a lovely random surprise guest a couple times a week. Charcoal powder and charcoal pencil on paper 11x14inches

So I wanted to challenge myself and do some sketching. I went through so many challenges and decided on 2017 inktober list. Mine will be in pencil and will probably be 1 sketch every 2 days. I wanted to continue adding to this one so bad but my 2 days are up!

Bouda or werehyena is a monster from Ethiopia, part of the challenge #monstersofthebronx #quarentink

I started practicing gesture drawings using a variety of methods, also using references from the interwebs.

This is an experiment, I was trying to make a paper doll. I haven't cut out the pieces yet, but I'll post a picture tomorrow with the doll wearing the clothes. I also experimented with shading on the hair, and a different way of drawing it. I'm really sorry the picture is on it's side, I will fix that next time I do one of these.

World gone to hell Sons duaghters leaving their families homes, dying of a new and namles plague. Where are the gods? And what has become of my hero? I am king, but no more subjects are under my command. A kingdom falls. A new age dawns, the illest omens herald its bitter arrival . God preserve us. We have forasken god, they do not forasake us. This is why we must be stricken with sickness. . . .. … … Weep for me. Weep for all our brothers and sisters. And now every uncreative poet and halfwit bard seeks to make drama of our troubles. We are their muse, their grand epic to tell the children. Fear the virus, dont look away, disturb the dead, praise us for our lies to you. They lead the masses to slay each out of fear. Cry. Yes, cry Cry for your fallen. They will not be returning for you soon. But you are still alive, and for that you shall become stronger. Onward We cannot always bury the dead. Today , time is against us. We move foward, we carry the sorrow, but the ultimate goal is to defeat sorrow. Whatever form this darkess takes, we face it. Unafraid. And unrelenting. Forge on into the night. Not gently and quiet shall be our passing. For, if i am to end, and you likewise, we plant our flag atop the highest hill. We scream our battle cry and let none forget our actions . The very mountains will shake, and echo our last breath. This is my promise. If i shall die, i die as i am now A man. I have decided. So, i die ….. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCKXBKF6a2BWVDy_SgMvk8GQ?view_as=subscriber

gonna be putting up older reference drawings. I don't draw humans well, thus practice occurs.