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A.Z. Fell & co. model
Made with my little hands and heart 🤍🖤
Mmmm... I just went to a museum and came across this painting from Ernest Ange Duez (Ange meaning Angel in french, as if the whole painting wasn't enough). On top of everything obvious, are those wings on Azir- hum, the blonde lady's hat?
Quick sketch of Betelgeuse at his desk.
Celestial being fooling Nefertiti with a lone caraway seed on three cowry shells - c. 1334 BC
Sculpting time! I'm not used to sculpt small figurines so I simplified a lot (you can see what I originally had in mind on the last picture) but they're still cute 😊
Crowley joins Aziraphale who's observing the carousel with stars in his eyes (both literally and figuratively). Aziraphale: "Could we have a ride on the roundabout?" (thinking how romantic it would be) Crowley: "Ngh… I'd rather go to the ghost train!" (thinking how fun it would be to have Aziraphale so spooked he would jump in Crowley's arms) Aziraphale: "Oh please!" Crowley: "Mmm not fond of horses but you go ahead and I'll watch." Aziraphale contents himself with this compromise and goes on a ride, with a bright smile on his face everytime his horse passes by Crowley, who responds with a little wave. Crowley goes away for a few seconds to buy a toffee apple. He turns back to face Aziraphale, cheerful as a lark. Crowley: (handing it to him) "Apple?" Aziraphale: (accepting it) "You know how the French call it?" Crowley: "Please don't." Aziraphale: "Une pomme d'amour!" Crowley leads him to an isolated table so he can take off his glasses and gaze at his angel nibbling a sweet.