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Portrait study

Reference is from instagram 🤍

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Another artwork heavily inspired by - Tempest (Demo II) from Ethel's new demos drop

This track pulls me straight into the pleasure found in nostalgia. Not to bring sadness but rather as an escapism or diving in a profound state of daydream to persevere in cherishing something that's gone.

💙

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Some sketches I did during my first day of uni 🤍

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Radio towers on repeat got me inspired to do these 🤍

With the lyrics from Janie 🤍

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Got inspired while waiting for the next album 🤍

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Alternative art cover for Nettles 🌿🤍

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Graphite and digital colorisation

[0utlaw-t0rn]

a little something from my sketchbook

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Punish (demo II) Inspired art 🖤

@mothercain

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Digital painting of @mothercain as Zelda - by me 🖤

Close-ups xx

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@mothercain

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holy shit, no way

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what we really need is a femininomenon!

(a what?)

a femininomenon!!

[0utlaw-t0rn]

a family tree inspired sketchbook page

@mothercain

[twinsfawn]

YOU’RE TOO YOUNG AND YOU CRY ‘TIL YOU’RE SOAKING WET

YOU’RE NOT YOUR FATHER BUT YOU WEAR HIS CLOTHES TO BED

GOING OVER SOMETHING HE SAID

[mothercain-deactivated20231124]

[klaushargreeveses]

SPIRITED AWAY (2001) dir. Hayao Miyazaki

[everytimeyousaygoodbye]

Once, someone told me I was too accessable, I was too available for people. That this was the reason I lost my worth, they didn't have to try, I was there even after days of silence, even after they wronged me. They could come back to me, they were knew I would be there. I was the first one to text, to call, to confess my feelings, first to comfort and hold. I was selflessly present, always, there for the people who were my worst memories. I thought a lot about it, it's true, I'm the person who reads something that reminds me of someone, I call them. I randomly buy stuffs for people, things which make me think of them. Elaborate gestures for their special day, even when they never call me on my birthday. I'm there to hold them, if I have to, is it wrong? I couldn't help but wonder when did being warm become miserable, when did loving people became pain?

[mega2wheellife]

clarified

not wasted years

no

I remember clear the afternoon

teaching other bored students

when the subject matter at hand

clarified

became crystal in my own mind

how many times said:

tutor notes

are ideas put down

without passing through

the minds of either

teacher or student?

& there I was

one hot afternoon early June

in my own epiphany

passing on ideas

that now made better sense

than when I’d received them

those sunny afternoons

those years

before

neil benbow