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@dejavu239
Hi everyone! I'm Dew, i’m artist and I'm studying to be a graphic designer! I paint on paper with watercolor, acrylic and often make sketches. Rarely, but I can draw in digital.
English not my native language!!!
My Fandoms: Formula 1, Sleep Token, Sally Face and etc…
My tiktok: dejavu_2392
Мой тгк: Dejavu_239
Hi everyone. I went on a trip and while I was without Internet for a day, I drew this! I am very happy for Charles and his victory at Silverstone! But I'm just as happy for George and Lewis! Lando's doing great too! So in honor of this, I decided to draw all the British drivers for whom this was a home Grand Prix!
A small watercolor work with a melancholic Hulk. Honestly, words can't convey how much I love his positivity, but I know from my own experience that there are times when apathy hits you. And I decided to draw a similar moment. It doesn't make much sense, I just wanted to draw something everyday when you're just tired of everything and you want to sit with a big mug of something warm (in his and my case, coffee) and just immerse yourself in your thoughts wrapped in something comfortable.
consolation prize
Hi everyone New art with George and some kind of field. I'm glad he got a p1 in qualifying. I hope he wins the race tomorrow!
Some fast sketch! I'm having a little trouble sleep right now, so I decided to brighten up the boring night moments a little with this Kimi drawing. I really love this little guy, so I congratulate him on his victory!
Based on: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DYQkXOCMiGH/
Some new arts! Kimi and Gabico!!! Xd
I'm sorry for not posting anything, I just had a pretty busy week because of my studies..
OH FUCK I FORGOT ABOUT HIS B-DAY!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEARMAN!!!!
Landoscar cafe au the posters are some of Oscar’s house music albums mimimi
The chin stroke! I cannot believe Gabi hurt himself on the stubble. this is priceless TT_TT
🎞: Audi Revolut F1 website
George Russell and little Kimi 🥹
Don’t ask about Miami gp… I have a psychological trauma after watching this Grand Prix….
My littles Charles and Isaac…. 😭😭
YEAY THEIR CARS WERE FINALLY ABLE TO DRIVE!!!
A new collage! And also a little story that came to my mind when I saw a photo of Oscar on the plane. All this was done and written in haste, so don't judge it harshly! The text was also translated by a translator, the original was written in my native language, there will be a another post with this version!!
Flights were supposed to become commonplace, but when you get a break for a month and you stay in one place, traveling only by car, it becomes difficult to get back into this frenzied pace of racing life. Oscar knows this firsthand. He spent the whole month at home with his family, but it was time to return to a strictly planned daily routine: getting up at 6 a.m., breakfast, jogging, a trip to MTC, working on a simulator, briefing with the team, training with a coach, media duties, a trip to a rented apartment, dinner, and finally free time, lights out 11 p.m, no later. There may be adjustments in the schedule, but that's basically the life of a racer off the track.
Now, sitting in the Melbourne airport, in the VIP area, waiting for his flight, Oscar was already insanely sleepy. His boyfriend, Lando, was sitting next to him, but his endless energy did not help to clear away the fog before his eyes.
- Oscar, we have to go, the boarding begins.
Lando said, standing in front of him and shaking him by the shoulder in order to wake up the dozing Australian.
Oscar opened his eyes and muttered something, got up from his chair and ran his hands over his face. Norris was amused, of course. It's rare to see such a lively Oscar, especially rare was Oscar, who couldn't wake up properly. Looking at this, Lando decided not to torment the poor guy and led him almost by the handle of the reception desk. So they walked all the way to the car that was supposed to take them to Lando's private jet.
It was even harder for Oscar to stay conscious in the car. He couldn't tell exactly how they got there and boarded the jet this time, and he couldn't tell how they put their things away.
As soon as everything was ready, Oscar sat down in a comfortable airplane seat. Lando watched his boyfriend's every move and was touched, at such moments he did not want to disturb this sleepy bear and he decided to keep that cozy silence.
The sun's rays penetrated through the portholes and there was a riot of dawn sunlight on board the aircraft. Everything was flooded with orange and yellow colours.
Due to the lack of curtains that could save him from the bright sun, Oscar threw a hood over his head, hoping that this would shield him from the bright light. His eyes were terribly sleepy, and finally, having managed to get comfortable, Piastri propped his head on his hand and allowed himself to fall into the realm of morphine, because they had a 23-hour flight to London ahead of them.
After seeing this painting, Lando could not restrain himself and decided to capture this picture with a picture in the gallery of his phone. Quietly pointing the lens at the sleeping guy. Norris took a picture and smiled, settled himself next to the Australian and plunged into a blissful sleep himself, after all, it was only 7 a.m. and it was the last day of this unplanned vacation, and ahead of them they will return to working mode. I would not like to waste such precious time spent alone with someone you love.
The second collage, but with Lando. I couldn't leave one Oscar when there are two in the story 🥹🥹
I like them so much 💕💕✨
Версия зарисовки на русском языке!!!
Предупреждаю я очень плоха в грамматике и пунктуации, по этому не судите строго! Это моя первая зарисовка на быструю руку 🥹🥹 надеюсь на ваше понимание
Перелеты должны были стать обычным делом, но когда выдается перерыв на месяц и ты остаешься в одном месте, передвигаясь только на машине, становится тяжело вновь влиться в этот бешенный темп гоночной жизни. Оскар знает это не понаслышке. Целый месяц он провел дома со своей семьей, но пришло время вернутся к строго составленному распорядку дня: подъем в 6 утра, завтрак, пробежка, поездка в МТС, работа на симуляторе, брифинг с командой, тренировка с тренером, медиа обязанности, поездка в съемную квартиру, ужин и наконец свободное время, отбой в 23, не позже. В расписании возможно корректировки, но в основном такова жизнь гонщика вне трассы.
Сейчас сидя в аэропорте Мельбурна, в вип зоне, ожидая свой рейс, Оскара уже безумно клонило в сон. Его парень, Ландо, сидел рядом, но его нескончаемая энергия не помогала отогнать пелену перед глазами.
- Оск, нам пора, посадка на самолет начинается.
Сказал Ландо, стоя перед ним и тормоша его за плечо, дабы разбудить задремавшего австралийца.
Оскар разлепил свои глаза и пробубнив что то, встал с своего кресла и провел по лицу руками. Норриса это конечно позабавило. Редко можно увидеть такого живого Оскара, особенно редким явлением был Оск, который не мог нормально проснутся. Смотря на это, Ландо решил не мучать бедного парня и повел его чуть ли не за ручку стойке регистрации. Так они прошли до самой машины, которая должна их отвезти к личному джету Ландо.
В машине Оскару было еще тяжелее оставаться в сознании. Он не мог точно рассказать как они в этот раз доехали и сели в джет и не мог рассказать как разложили свои вещи.
Как только все было готово, Оск сел в удобное кресло самолета. Ландо следил за каждым движением своего парня и умилялся, в такие моменты не хотелось тревожить этого сонного мишку и он принимал решение сохранять ту уютную тишину.
Солнечные лучи проникали сквозь иллюминаторы и на борту самолета царило буйство рассветного солнечного света. Все было залито оранжево-желтыми цветами.
Из-за отсутствия шторок, которые могли спасти от яркого солнца, Оскар накинул на голову капюшон, в надежде что это отгородит его от яркого света. Глаза ужасно слипались и наконец сумев устроится поудобнее, Пиастри подпер голову рукой и позволил себе провалится в царство морфия, ведь впереди у них 23 часа перелета в Лондон.
Увидев эту картину Ландо не мог сдержать себя и решил запечатлеть эту картину снимком в галерею своего телефона. Тихо наведя объектив на спящего парня. Норрис сделал снимок и улыбнувшись, сам устроился под боком у австралийца и сам погрузился в блаженный сон, как никак, на часах было только 7 утра и это был последний день этого незапланированного отпуска, а впереди их ждет возвращение в рабочий режим. Не хотелось бы терять такое драгоценное время проведенное на едине с тем кого ты любишь.
A new collage! And also a little story that came to my mind when I saw a photo of Oscar on the plane. All this was done and written in haste, so don't judge it harshly! The text was also translated by a translator, the original was written in my native language, there will be a another post with this version!!
Flights were supposed to become commonplace, but when you get a break for a month and you stay in one place, traveling only by car, it becomes difficult to get back into this frenzied pace of racing life. Oscar knows this firsthand. He spent the whole month at home with his family, but it was time to return to a strictly planned daily routine: getting up at 6 a.m., breakfast, jogging, a trip to MTC, working on a simulator, briefing with the team, training with a coach, media duties, a trip to a rented apartment, dinner, and finally free time, lights out 11 p.m, no later. There may be adjustments in the schedule, but that's basically the life of a racer off the track.
Now, sitting in the Melbourne airport, in the VIP area, waiting for his flight, Oscar was already insanely sleepy. His boyfriend, Lando, was sitting next to him, but his endless energy did not help to clear away the fog before his eyes.
- Oscar, we have to go, the boarding begins.
Lando said, standing in front of him and shaking him by the shoulder in order to wake up the dozing Australian.
Oscar opened his eyes and muttered something, got up from his chair and ran his hands over his face. Norris was amused, of course. It's rare to see such a lively Oscar, especially rare was Oscar, who couldn't wake up properly. Looking at this, Lando decided not to torment the poor guy and led him almost by the handle of the reception desk. So they walked all the way to the car that was supposed to take them to Lando's private jet.
It was even harder for Oscar to stay conscious in the car. He couldn't tell exactly how they got there and boarded the jet this time, and he couldn't tell how they put their things away.
As soon as everything was ready, Oscar sat down in a comfortable airplane seat. Lando watched his boyfriend's every move and was touched, at such moments he did not want to disturb this sleepy bear and he decided to keep that cozy silence.
The sun's rays penetrated through the portholes and there was a riot of dawn sunlight on board the aircraft. Everything was flooded with orange and yellow colours.
Due to the lack of curtains that could save him from the bright sun, Oscar threw a hood over his head, hoping that this would shield him from the bright light. His eyes were terribly sleepy, and finally, having managed to get comfortable, Piastri propped his head on his hand and allowed himself to fall into the realm of morphine, because they had a 23-hour flight to London ahead of them.
After seeing this painting, Lando could not restrain himself and decided to capture this picture with a picture in the gallery of his phone. Quietly pointing the lens at the sleeping guy. Norris took a picture and smiled, settled himself next to the Australian and plunged into a blissful sleep himself, after all, it was only 7 a.m. and it was the last day of this unplanned vacation, and ahead of them they will return to working mode. I would not like to waste such precious time spent alone with someone you love.
