utilising the gift of imagination to hallucinate moments of tenderness between fictional people
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utilising the gift of imagination to hallucinate moments of tenderness between fictional people
took me 8 months and very approx 380m of embroidery floss, and Iām now finished. going to have it framed soon :)
simply in awe of this jaw dropping insane amount of perseverance
itās beautiful
I am finding my way back to myself again. slowly, patiently, intricately. I am finding roads in between my heart and my mind that connect. I am finding melodies that taste good on my soul. I stray and i take detours occasionally, but I am finding my way back to myself again.
Unknown (via surqrised)
So whatās next? You heal. You grow. And you help others.
I support Aemond Targaryen and I can't wait for him to finally meet his love Alys T.T
Do you ever sit down and just think about elves? Like, man, I just really love elves.
im the seductive malicious forest spirit your parents warned you about
ā«ļø Inktober 2017 ⢠Day 3: Poison ā«ļø
In nature, be careful... For the beautiful is deadly.
Prompt #3 from the official #Inktober prompt list!
Wanted to be less "clean" this time... And Amanita muscaria š is ā„ļø but š
Couldn't upload this yesterday and now I'm two days late š
āŖļøMaterials used:
⢠Pilot color ENO 0.7 blue lead
⢠Staedtler pigment liners
⢠Pentel waterbrush
⢠Kuretake Gansai Tambi "Starry Colors" in color no. 902 Red Gold
⢠Posca marker white
⢠Color markers from @sostrenegrene .
ā«ļø Inktober 2017 ⢠Day 1: Wake ā«ļø
Hello there! Good to see you all again. Started a bit late, I know. Decided to take on prompt #1 from @mosseryco 's list. This year I'm taking inspiration from a few prompt lists to combine everything I like and make it easier to participate, as I have a day job now.
āŖļøMaterials used:
⢠Pilot color ENO 0.7 blue lead
⢠Staedtler pigment liners
⢠Pentel waterbrush
⢠Kuretake Gansai Tambi "Starry Colors" in color no. 904 Champagne Gold
my brain: I have an idea
my art skills: no you fucking donāt
And the trees do not like strangers. They watch you. They are usually content merely to watch you, as long as daylight lasts, and donāt do much. Occasionally the most unfriendly ones may drop a branch, or stick a root out, or grasp at you with a long trailer. But at night things can be most alarming, or so I am told. I have only once or twice been in here after dark, and then only near the hedge. I thought all the trees were whispering to each other, passing news and plots along in an unintelligible language; and the branches swayed and groped without any wind. They do say the trees do actually move, and can surround strangers and hem them in. In fact long ago they attacked the Hedge: they came and planted themselves right by it, and leaned over it.
J.R.R. Tolkien, excerpt of The Fellowship of the Ring (via elfmaidens)
I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations.
Joquesse EugeniaĀ (via -jenjam)
āļøOne with the Force āļø
Super quick and lazy sketch of our space princess
ā¦Be loyal to the Lord of the Wild Wood, Be true to the Lady of the Stars, Be true to thine own self besides, True to the magic of Nature above all elseā¦
āFrom the carmina gadelica, ancient celtic oral traditionĀ (via ophidiansabbat)
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go
Alfred TennysonĀ (via iopanosiris)
iām a wanderess iām a one night stand donāt belong to no city donāt belong to no man