Moana pencil animation vs. Moana final animation

No title available
styofa doing anything
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Claire Keane
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Xuebing Du

titsay
No title available

Kaledo Art

roma★
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

⁂
dirt enthusiast

Love Begins
KIROKAZE

PR's Tumblrdome

Origami Around
taylor price
YOU ARE THE REASON
Three Goblin Art
seen from Malaysia

seen from T1

seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Uzbekistan

seen from Jordan

seen from Ukraine

seen from Spain
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Uruguay
seen from Uruguay

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
@coexiisting
Moana pencil animation vs. Moana final animation
You BEHEAD Marie Antoinette?
you CHOP her head like the GUILLOTINE??
OH OH CHAOS FOR FRANCE! CHAOS FOR FRANCE FOR 1000 YEARS!!!!
write that book. publish that blog. apply for that job. dye your hair. cut your bangs. pick up that hobby that you’ve always wanted to try. wear that outfit that you loved but were too afraid to put on in public. life is way too short. be whoever you want to be, and do whatever you want. stop waiting for the right moment, because there will never be one. sometimes you just gotta say fuck it, and do it! live your life the way you want, and don’t ask for anyone’s approval.
I fucking love this
Not to screenshot my own tweets on main but yall need to see this too.
Bonus:
A woman dressed in a traditional Ukrainian embroidered shirt holds her cat as she take part in an embroidered shirt parade in central Kiev, Ukraine, on May 27, 2017. Gleb Garanich
The dancing couple is priceless
They were starring in their own movie
lipstick mantras by trista mateer // I always think of love notes when I see lipstick on mirrors. These are sort of love notes too.
by Holly Warburton
A school of fish following a duck
This is better than any snl sketch
when you so shit they gotta bust out a famous violinist to drag you
the one problem i have with people my age and younger is that a lot of us do not have hands on hobbies. like i have spoken to so many people my age who go to work, go to school and then fuck around on their phone/computer for hours and then ???????? like no wonder ur depressed and have low confidence in urself. u need to get ur hands on something, feed those dopamine receptors! learn how to play guitar, garden, scrapbook, fucking make model trains. i don’t give a shit, MAKE SOMETHING!!
it feels better than drugs when i finish making a thing—and then show it off or gift it.
and then so people my age say to me ‘well—i can’t draw/paint/knit/etc. like you can. my stuff would be terrible.’ yeah, well duh—a part of developing skill is sucking at something and then practicing it over and over and over again until you suck less. u’ll have a hard time feeling lonely or bored when you can’t stop thinking abt a technique you want to try or something you want to make for someone else. making things has SAVED MY LIFE. it gave me a reason to keep living day after day when i wanted to die.
making things improved my generational relationships (when i worked for the newspaper i would talk to customers abt jamming recipes or cross-stitch, one of my grandmas always gives me pattern books and tell me abt when she knitted things for mom, my other grandma is giving me a wedding quilt that HER grandma gave her 50 years ago because she knows i will appreciate it). it also got me likeminded friends who also make things.
take a ceramics class! pick up water colors, bake cakes! learn to work on cars! make soap. DO SOMETHING THAT DOESN’T INVOLVE STARING AT A SCREEN.
The most important thing when starting a new goal is changing your mindset. “I always get what I want” and believe it. It’s not that hard. Repeat this everyday until people start saying “she always gets what she wants” and watch how the universe will react to it.
Shout out to all the notes-app poems, love letters, secrets, novels, diary entries, bucket lists and lyrics that were hurredly typed into people’s phones at 3am and then hidden from the world and forgotten. Maybe one day you’ll open the app and laugh at how pretentious you were, or maybe you’ll smile at that part of yourself that noone else saw