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New Crow Time - When you drink from silly fountain you get cartoon powers.
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Some sketchbook ladyknight sketches
A Night Sky in the Woods
S is for Sulien
Queen of swords - flats
Why are women so 💖💖
I’m gnashing my teeth like a child of Cain
If this is a prison I’m willing to bite my own chain
make a deal with Maevenon, Patron of Faces 🤲 it will surely benefit you both...
(illustrative work for Cantrip Candles' new line of Patrons & Deities - check them out if it piques your interest!)
A while ago I took Winter apart for cleaning and noticed that his thighs, which were not MSC coated, had yellowed disproportionately despite wearing clothes all the time. So since I had to take him apart anyway, I decided to give him a complete refreshment.
He's on a old, cheap Angeldoll body and his snapping hips drove me crazy. So first thing, I superglued them into the torso. Then I did a body blush on his upper half and feet - the rest just got a MSC coating.
I'd also gotten a little tired of the black bird tattoos, and I was stuck on porcelain, so I researched traditional porcelain patterns, and arrived at the Royal Copenhagen Musselmalet.
It took some practicing (and a little screaming):
But here's Winter's new body blush, front and back!
I am not confident that it will hold up well, but I enjoy it right now :)
A new adventure !
A piece I have worked on on and off since September, to try and push myself out of my comfort zone. A friend of mine kindly and supernaturally mentored me from beginning to the end, and I will be forever grateful.
Lisel Mueller, ‘There are Mornings,’ from Alive Together: New and Selected Poems
Text ID: Even now, when the plot
calls for me to turn to stone,
the sun intervenes. Some mornings
in summer, I step outside
and the sky opens
and pours itself into me
as if I were a saint
about to die. But the plot
calls for me to live, be ordinary,
say nothing to anyone.
Inside the house,
the mirrors burn when I pass.
i think i just stumbled into a new fave aver piece of art but i cant find a title...
look at this! the textures! that smile! the softness! its a fucking chocolate ad! (piece by al parker from what i can find)
Anne and Sly both have conflicted feelings about their heritage, they just don't know how to find common ground yet
Anne belongs to @artbytesslyn