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My new bag. I recently finished sewing it
I wanted a new T-shirt, so I just grabbed a black T-shirt and acrylic paint... and made this
"Are you also all alone?" (Grantaire)
Acrylic on canvas, 35×25 cm
"After the Execution" (The Death of Enjolras and Grantaire)
Acrylic on canvas, 80×80 cm
I think this is one of the best death scenes in literature: so honest, and beautiful, and surprisingly warm.
I fulfilled another of my childhood dreams by painting this moment.
Do you hear the people sing?
I painted my favorite Les Mis characters on a T-shirt, so happy! It's one of my favorite musicals (and one of my favorite books)❤️
Happy birthday, Professor! 133 ✨💍
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Art vs Artist 2024
This sketch is old, it was drawn several years ago. But yesterday my friend said it was beautiful. And I wanted to share it here. This artwork is about terrible memories, about pain and the desire to protect the beloved from it, about openness, vulnerability, trust.
"... the shadow of his pain was in his heart", and its marks were on his body.
Strong, determined, bright. The Valiant.
Happy Halloween🎃
Day 31: Landmark
Deep Folk Crossing
Day 30: Violin
Day 29: Navigator
"...and Eärendil the Mariner sat at the helm, glistening with dust of elven-gems, and the Silmaril was bound upon his brow." J.R.R. Tolkien