"We Were Happy When We Were Young."

made a lil enoch figurine! he’s only a little bigger than my forearm but that still means he’s too tall to fit in my bookshelf, so he stays on top :’)

i’m really proud of this!! there are numerous mistakes which i’ll be able to avoid better in the future when i have more skill and practice, but all in all he looks pretty good and is surprisingly stable for something held together by crappy hot glue and flimsy crafting wire hehe

i’m especially proud of the painting work on his face though it’s really hard to see how good it is in these

Montgomery Gator, the Glamrocks' Bassist

Pal's just as difficult as he is to draw line-wise; hate him and love him /p /lh

Perspective practice

Something dark burns within you.

"This is too long a hair."

It's that time of my life again, folks (a.k.a. my friend dragging me into a feast for thought that swings between a brainrot and a brainstorm) /aff /hj

Azure Days and their passing clouds, before the sun sets for Clear Afternoon Skies

a.k.a. me admiring shimmering shades that match with subdued tones like a poet in love<33

Closing Hours with Sun

After Hours with Moon

—bloom (after we fall)?

A quick doodle that ended up turning into a lore thing that's between me and a friend :D

No text version under the cut (+text if it was too blurry for ya to read)

"We grow, we change, we wilt. Like a flower." But what happens when we bloom (after we fall)?

"Leave from this cold, white veil and never come back."