I made this today. At the beginning I wasn’t sure if I should color it and what to use if I did and I just sort of ended up experimenting with my crayola and complimentary colors.
I unexpectedly don’t hate it.
P.S: yes, I did make this sketchbook. I used some random colored paper I had and stacked them in order and sewed the whole thing with copic stitch (the covers were made from an old plastic folder I never used).
Yes, I do love sketching on colored paper. It gives it a certain 😤 hmph ✨✨✨ you know?
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Pretty boi 🌺
Another experiment with the new watercolor paper. I think I’ve only tried to do skin with watercolor once before. At the beginning I thought it looked terrible. But it actually turned out quite okay :D.
I love this one.
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Holy f shit I watched A Whisker Away. The storytelling was… lacking, for a better word. Literally. It was so… lacking.
Like, it was trying to do a lot but couldn’t handle it. The whole narrative felt kind of fumbling, like an outlined script that didn’t quite get cleaned up.
Not only that, but the protagonist is…. Troublesome doesn’t cover it. She’s a red flag. She stalks Hinode, enjoys being touched by him even though there is no consent there and does the same to him, doesn’t really consider his feelings when acting, etc etc.
Some scenes really really IrKEd me, or rather, disturbed me. There’s a particular scene where Hinode touches between her legs (as a cat). And the expression they give her is just … I have no words. The protagonist is a literal child!! A CHILD! Wtf script writers????!!!
….
Not only her as a character, but the whole story’s writing and pacing was waaaaaaY off. What were they trying to do? Say ‘oh even if you have it bad, you gotta appreciate the human experience’????? I don’t even know where to begin with that….
They say that her mother abandoned her, but no actually no, because later they show she didn’t. Sort of??? It seems like they werenmt even sure what to do with the other characters to make her struggles seem genuine. She has a stepmother who she has lived with for years and has always tried to care for her and communicate with her, but Muge hates her for no reason apparently????? She also hates her father even though he is barely in the f movie and is barely mentioned??? What even are her struggles that she wants to be a cat so badly???
None. None really, because the writing did a terrible job of actually trying to portray them. She ends up coming across not as a relatable young girl who has a deep crush and wants the boy to like her and has trouble at home but she tries to be happy anyways; she comes across as entitled, stalker, obsessed girl who’s detached from reality and willing to do anything (even knowing the consequences) to get what she wants.
Wow. I could go waaay deeper into this. But in summary: this. Is. Not. A. Good. Movie.
Good animation doesn’t compensate for bad writing.
WITCH 🌺🌑🦇
I just had to repost it xd I mean, I love it! Kinda wish I had done it on black paper though. It would have been much cooler. Imma do more halloweeny stuff on my black sketchbook from now on.
When the crow cries, you know its watching.
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This is the plant I chose for my hybrid homework. I’ll combine it with the white heron and make something cool 😎.
I kinda don’t like how the studies turned out tho. They look nice, but are a bit too dark in comparison to the real thing. The photos were a little bit too neon, too saturated, and in an attempt to do the impossible with normal watercolor paints it turned out like that.
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everyone: what's your goal in life?
me: to write a story so soul snatching, so gut wrenching and so devastatingly beautiful that it leaves you crying at 3am when you have a 8am lecture/shift and it inspires people to write entire essays, to write entire fanfics, mood boards and playlists based on it.
Another instance where Wednesday is comfortable with Enid.
Enid putting her arm around Wednesday and shaking her shoulders so sHES JUST FREELY TOUCHING HER AND WEDNESDAY DOESNT PULL AWAY OR SHOW DISGUST IFNSIDBAIDNA
Daily practice sketch #1 (Pinterest reference)
/The girl with the goose
I love this one! Aaaa!
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Hi! I’m at least remembering to post about the weekly video here now! Jeje.
If you like art, anime, games, books and all that fun stuff, I’m an artist who’s an absolute nerd over all those and also enjoys making videos about it!
New video! I was an illustration teacher for a bit!
I wanna see if you'd ever do gender neutral versions of your wattpad stories?
I read them when I was still comfortable with the pronouns, but as for now I'm not anymore. I really like The dragon and the fox. Just wondering.
Hiii omg I never thought I’d get one of these through tumblr. I’m so glad you enjoy the naruto one, it’s my fave.
In the future, I’d def like to. I’m genderfluid/nonbinary myself so I totally get it, it’s just a time issue.
I’d like to release a neutral version once the fic is completed. But it’s definitely a loong time away from now, sorry.
I just dont have the time for writing fics I used to in high school.
Evolution
I have recently come to realize that I’m at a stage in life where I find myself attracted to a literary genre I never held any interest in: realism.
Or rather, realism with wondrous things sprinkled in.
Specially like that presented in Japanese literature.
What I’m really looking for I think, is connection. Being able to relate to the story to a deeper level than the fantasy stories I used to be so obsessed with (which no offense, but are usually not written to relate with anyone. YA Fantasy writing tends to be bleak when it comes to the relatable side of things).
I am touched by stories about people struggling through life’s bumps, pushing through as they find connections with others and hope in the little things; perhaps lessons they learned as children and forgot as they aged, or perhaps in magical wonders they encounter.
Slice of life stories are specially entertaining to me now. Broken as I am, there’s a part of me that lights up with stories I can empathize with. It stitches me up a bit inside. Helps hold me together.
There are so many books of this kind I wanna read. Stories that can warm me inside and hold my stitches together.
I never thought I’d become interested in realism (after, you know, literally living through it).
Guess a point a comes where you just wanna know you’re not the only one in pain.