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He**. To. The. Yeah.
I adored Hereditary, does Midsommar hold up in comparison?
I think it’s even better.
“Well, I’m doing _____, so I might as well do _____”
is part of the reason I’m up at 3:28 in the morning, trying not to wake my brother who is sleeping in the living room as I put away the clean dishes and put in the dirty ones.
a fucking centaur but instead of a horse body it’s a goose
I hope this is an acceptable interpretation of this post, op. Is he the size of a goose, or the size of a centaur?
The amazing digital art of Fred Gambino
That moment when
You’re wrapping Christmas presents by yourself and you go to use the tape
But you can’t find the tape.
That you just had.
How do I do these things.
Ok, but like, what if Eddie became venom like magical girls put on their magical girl uniform????
Sun’s Out Hun(gary)’s Out
Dear god I am gay.
Calling all artists!
If your commissions are open and you do draw OC’s, please reblog this post!
If you are not an artist but know of one, please reblog this and tag them or just mention their url in the tags!
And hey, even just reblogging helps! I will be keeping a comprehensive list of artists who can be commissioned to draw characters/OC’s on the blog!
Yo, sup
skeletons
I made an Inktober prompt list for Hetalia, use your artistic freedom to interpretate each prompt and create art in ink. And I guess writters and other forms of art could join too.
To Participate:
Make a drawing (writting?) in ink
Take a photo and post it online
Tag as #APHinktober and #APHinktober2018
Have fun!
Imma try and do this
Reblog this if you want a slightly ominous compliment in your inbox
I fucking forgot that I reblogged this and woke up to some weird shit lmao
I enjoy odd/weird things
Lost gaze
Gone away
No place you’d know
Today seems like a delusion
I watch my mother slow down randomly in the road, halting the progress of the car behind us. The two cars. Npr plays on the radio and I hear it in the background when suddenly I hear the word “absurd”. It leads me to think of the Theatre of the Absurd. I write this as I head home early from school, only to soon leave for the sleep centre for the checkup meeting to finally find out the results of my sleep study. I’m exhausted and I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t. I’m so ready for a reason for this problem so I may finally fix it. There’s a gathering on the road of two cars and people out of them and another as they wait to be able to go. We don’t know what’s going on but my mother goes into the lane for traffic of the other direction and for a few seconds we won’t be able to see if anyone is coming, but I am not scared. This exhaustion has blurred my sensations of emotions. Sense of emotions. The rain on the car is a pleasant sound as I sit in the driveway. Now inside, I sat hello and put down my large backpack, soon to leave with my father this time to the centre. Today has gone by without any importance and it’s only 1:01 PM and I barely remember anything. Any of it. I’m too tired for much of anything. I just want to sleep for eternity until I am rested. Today is a delusion of my exhausted mind that shall soon be forgotten, but possibly spare a few moments so far. I am not connected to the reality I see before me, holding nearly all I’ve ever known. I am apart of no world of my understanding, mind too lost for any grasp of it. Disassociated from everything. Too tired for anything.
A small personal comic I’ve been working on about art and perspective. With a example I often use when my friends talk to me about being tired of their own art. Support on Patreon for future comics