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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Love Begins
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Oh, the bugs here are much larger than you were expecting. (This month's patreon print💌)
Watership Down by Richard Adams
who wants to plays bunnys gate 3 with me
A dream of the fields
study
Alicja Skolicka
"The fighting part" (2024)
My sketchbook recently 🌹
El-ahrairah, your people cannot rule the world, for I will not have it so. All the world will be your enemy, Prince With A Thousand Enemies, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first, they must catch you, digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people shall never be destroyed
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Summer day on the meadow. Hare family (2024)
Inlé-rah. 🌙💀
Why do people talk about how harrowing Watership Down was but never mention Cowslip's warren... There are a group of anthropomorphic rabbits in this children's fantasy novel that have accepted their role as living meat. They've convinced themselves that to kick and struggle is to defy the will of a god confined to the tortured ramblings of their poet caste, who beg for their throats to snap under shining wire as their kin look on in polite fascination. They speak with lobotomised tongues and shun their culture for that of their devourers, pushing stones into walls, digging agoraphobic atriums under which to sit in silence, awaiting a fate they are forbidden to name. Why don't we talk about this
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I think I'm gonna start sharing some sketchbook excerpts because I just finished it this week! Here's the first lil' batch <3
Esmée in the Woods!
I’ve never drawn such a happy bright colourful background before, this was really fun :,) I kept tricking myself into thinking it was actually spring while drawing this and getting surprised by the snow outside…