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“You can write books, but there’s only ever one book that’s really you.”
This was the first time I added blood in my art. I'm pretty proud of how it turned out.
I only did non-white flowers because it’s forget-me-not 🙈
quick painting to study colours and light
lady cithis
inspired by rossetti's lady lilith :D
千と千尋の神隠し — spirited away.
Marcille✨
🍂Autumn in the Atelier (Page 2/6)🍂
Hello, this is my kitty for Tuesdays kitty showing.
His name is Lumin, short for Luminary, because he was born on the eclipse 🖤🌙
(submitted by @monsterroonio)
album moodboards: Flower of the soul (2024) // Liana Flores
while at my loom a-weaving my tapestries of light you placed your hand on mine and there was spun a web of night
Casca :) something off about this drawing but oh well!
Witchy autumn
a little bunny looking at the stars in case you're having a bad day.
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READ MY BOOKSHELF | wildwood dancing by juliet marillier
"You must learn to trust your instincts, or you are doomed to spend your life blinded by duty while beside you a wondrous tree sprouts and springs up and buds and blooms, and your heart takes no comfort from it, for you cannot raise your eyes to see it."
Dropping the latest Sketch-a-Wish, voted on by my lovely Patreon members for April! A scene from The Wicked King by Holly Black, Cardan and Jude pledging their troth.
This scene was nondescript on the type of flowers that were blooming in the king's chambers as they were professing their vows to each other. But given how they were both adamant that their marriage would be utilitarian and short lived, I feel like the room blooming over head was a sign that it was more permanent than they realized, hence the wisteria and its meaning. 🤭
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