A spoon's only objective in life is to make soup go upwards, and it knows this. That's why when you put one under a running tap it blasts the water way high. The spoon thinks there's suddenly TONS of soup to deal with and it freaks out.
of course you have blood all over you. and pronouns
Okay hey, it’s been a minute since I posted any art here. Wow.
So… remember when I said I had more grandfest art in the works? Yeah it’s… it’s in the works alright… (I promise I haven’t dropped it I just haven’t had motivation to work on it the at week or so, it will get finished at some point).
Anyways, since it is now October I’ve decided that I’m going to try the skytober prompt list! Not setting many rules for myself or making any promises, but I do hope to finish it this year.
Without further ado: Skytober days one and two!
Both ft Sleepy because I adore drawing them. Prompt list below the cut for those interested!
i have hired this fucking thing to stare at you
did i tell u guys i got into an argument on twitter bc i said foxes are dogs and someone tried to bring up their actual fuckin. classification or whatever and i just said “foxes are dogs cause they are fluffye” and they kept arguing with me. the entire time i was like “you will not survive the immigration to tumblr you are lucky we are not there right now”
this is your random reminder to CHECK IF YOU'RE STILL HAVING FUN
are you enjoying scrolling tumblr? watching youtube? reading that book? playing that game? drawing that art? doing that activity? if not,
YOU CAN STOP AND DO SOMETHING ELSE
you don't have to stick to something that you are doing for fun if it isn't fun for you anymore. You can come back! If you've loved it before you are likely to love it again! but you can stop!
Don't get stuck in a loop of doing something that you think should be fun when it isn't! You can put it down for a bit! Maybe that's the very thing that will make it fun again later!
Had a chance to make some little creechurs in a glassblowing studio :>
Princes are from the @zooliminology project!
My morning glory doesn’t like the wind chime