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Overheard the title for this while out with some friends this past weekend. Fun times so they were...

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Missing home..

For the last day of Inktober, I drew a pumpkin with black india ink on orange paper. I had never done an Inktober challenge before, and I really liked it! I'm definitely doing it next year, too. I got very good ideas for new projects, I played with different textures and colours, and I used a calligraphic pen to draw, which I had never done before and which I loved.

Procreate on my iPad.

22 DEC 2023

Drawing Prompt Submission

14 APR 2023

Toshiro Mifune. Scratchboard 6x6".

Cassian Andor

Ink, charcoal and carbon pencil on paper

Making postcards from junk mail. so Inception of me.

This is a quick angel I thought of,I was inspired by sea anemone.this is an angel that attacks Elveridrel when she enters the "infinity"

I generally make marks on something every day, but I'm really TRYING to do it purposefully in one single journal at a time. I also have super ADHD, which means I pretty much never go up to my actual studio and usually only use what's out on my desk, because out-of-sight-out-of-mind.

Acrylic on Bristol

It's not everyday you see a roller skating ostrich at the beach.I actually drew a background this time,my solution for an art block is to draw birds

Tim was a great model. He started shy and then became emboldened when the women in the class wanted him to return soon.

2 of my Cole Spouse portraits.

I made this banner/header for my webcomic's page. I do love those winter nights though

Jasper

This was initially an ink pen doodle which I then coloured and further developed digitally in both Photoshop and SketchBookExpress.

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

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