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Jules of Nature
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EXPECTATIONS
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round;, And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Do not let the world make you hard.
halfway home
Here’s my submissions from the anniversary fanbook. travel pals!
an elegant solution for keeping track of reality
another WIP sketchÂ
remix of a remix of a remix
She says, "I want to be the very very best."
"I'll have to watch out for you, then. When you get older."Â
"Silly, you won't remember me!" she says. The corners of her eyes crinkle. Laughter. She pushes her headphones towards him. "This is my favorite part. Listen. It's the Russian Dance."
From septembriseur’s hauntingly beautiful fic Florilegium (which I reread again a while back but then neglected to post these until now)Â
some things I’m working on for a project. more to come later.
one of 28...
Hey everyone! I'm going to have work at MoCCA Fest this weekend April 11-12th with MICA Illustration! We'll be at table 428, stop by and check it out and say hey!
I made a witchsona for myself again this year. I’d have extendable pockets in all of my sweaters so that I could carry anything and everything around with me. Also featuring the weird owl staff that is in my livingroom and that no one ever uses.
sketchbook stuff: a bunch of unorganized things I've done since August. I started using watercolors again.
It Ain’t Me, screamed the radio. It Ain’t Me. It Ain’t Me.