Local Hearthian Feet Guy

Well hi there! I'm an almost fully traditional artist (Primarily Outer Wilds), and I go by Insert or Image. I don't reblog anything cause of anxiety-

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Go my inconsistent posting!! Spread the goobers!!

It had story. *Had*, no idea where it went tbh- I thought I wrote it down somewhere while working on this but hell to the no I didnt so it's never coming back, sorry fellas LMAO

But below the cut is another chunk of story from older Slate and Feldspar in which the piece it goes to is uh. Also gone. So. Ye :v

"Nothing is going right, 'Felds! I can't get you to the moon if I cant even get you off this damned rock!"

"But that's okay! We have time- the suit's sewed up, you just need to make sure it's air tight with the helmet and-"

"That won't matter if I cant make it, Feldspar. Im doing all this for you, and I'm failing! I should be good at this."

"No one said you had to, Slate... We should take a break, for your sake."

"Mm.. go back to the village. I'll figure all this out."

"But-"

"Go! I want to be alone with my work."

"...Alright."

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Hmmm.. mini Spearmaster painting :) a rare piece of Rainworld fanart from me

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I'M ALIVE sorta so have a collection of OW things again

I have to be honest fellas... classes are kicking my ASS and ive drawn so much ror2 art it's unhealthy- im also working on my own story now with a friend that I (might) share art of eventually, but that'll be after/if it's ever made public.

Anyways, I have just a bit more OW art to show (and some of it has STORY so I'll give that alongside it :>) and I'll hopefully share that in the coming days/weeks. But that's all, take care friends!!

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It is late as hell and im tired as hell and also recovering from sick but whatever, go my scarab

This makes zero sense without a lot of context that I dont feel like yapping about so idk young Feldspar and Slate, please enjoy LMAO

I have more drawings and have started writing dialogue and such again that I might eventually post when I feel well enough and have enough energy to do so, but in the meantime, have this. I will show more eventually I hope

Anyways thats all! Take care fellas

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I cant thank yall enough for the kind words. Im still gathering and figuring out what all old WIPs I'll share, but in the meantime, I managed to make a few things in between massive workloads and a severe lack of motivation:

Pieces just for me, mostly, but still- some Pyrite drawings. I might have more soon, but it entirely depends on how I feel and how life treats me I suppose haha

And, a few expressed interest in what Homage to the Wellspring is/was, so I can explain below the cut just to avoid taking up too much space :)

So, Homage to the Wellspring is the name for a collection of six different Hearthian's stories. That being Tektite, Slate, Porphy, Hatchling (who, for this, is Pyrite), Galena, and Arkose. They each explore somewhat different themes? Though I never got far enough to flesh them out. Galena and Arkose's take place after the end of the game, so they're both adults by then.

Galena in particular kinda took the place of Hatchling, using their suit and ship since hatchy couldnt anymore, and their story in particular revolved around the ideals of the Nomai- what is there to explore?

Since I didnt want to write an actual fic for it, I had tried to make a comic instead. That really didnt work, so I started making pieces with stories attached to them. Dialogue, monologues, or just descriptions in hopes of creating the story I wanted to. It didn't last long, but if I eventually develop the skills and willingness necessary to continue that dream, I would love to. I think its a fun way to tell a story- through writing and painting.

Anyways, thats all for now. Take care, fellas! I'll have more eventually I hope.

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Most people wont be particularly interested in these, but thats okay! Have some adult Galena pieces while im sorta healing :)

I dont mind talking about my Homage to the Wellspring ideas if people would like, however currently its just dumping old sketches and paintings.

Not very good pictures, but I dont really care about that anymore tbh LOL

I might have more in the next few days, but once I run out of OW WIPs, I wont have anything new to provide maybe ever, but we'll see. Not actually sure if I DID share some of these, but hey ho.

Anyways, thats all! Take care fellas, keep drawing :>

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Hey fellas.. have another old old Homage to the Wellspring comic WIP that'll never be finished:

And now for the sad part: I dont think im going to be making much more OW art. Im not going to be finishing Homage to the Wellspring (but if people ask, I could talk about it) nor am I going to be making new art for it. However, I may slowly share more WIPs that ive never shared before, since thats all I have. Things happen, and im sorry.

I may also share things from other games- No, Im Not a Human particularly. But that will also be slow and unlikely.

Again, im sorry. Things happen both in real life and online, and sometimes no matter how much people tell you something truthful, it just doesn't work. Sometimes nothing will work. Keep making art, guys, its beautiful. Take care.

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Flowers for you 🌻🌻🌻🌻!!

:D thanku! This is fun- I dont talk about myself much, even to friends and stuff cause its uncomfortable so..

I really like dinosaurs!! Ceratosaurus is one of my many favorites, and I painted one a while back that I never shared cause I didnt know if people really wanted to see. But, I dont think that matters so behold:

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Thanku!!!

I recently had an art assignment where we had to carve linoleum from an abstract memory of ours. I really like destroying shit, but I also really like symbolism so..

I carved this one memory of mine when I was sitting in a field of buttercups with my parents and sibling. I was under this giant ass oak tree, and I cant remember much else cause it was shortly before a pretty sad memory of mine, and I cant remember much before that moment, but that was the last time I really paid attention to buttercups.

They're my favorite flower now :) they represent joy, happiness, youth as well. All that jazz- I pay more attention to them now, too! They're very simple and very lovely

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new ask game send me a 🌻 and ill just tell you whatever the fuck i want

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I have been preoccupied with other stuff recently, so for the time being while I work on actual Homage to the Wellspring relevant things, have a never to be finished Gorphy wip:

This is from a while ago, but the page is messed up cause at some point my dog dropped the sketchbook on my desk onto the ground and accidentally tore it up with his paws in a fit. But, it still looks nice, and even though I dont have the energy to finish it, I dont think it's bad.

If people are interested enough, I could also share some other indefinite wips but. We'll see. Take care!

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“You are no longer alive. Am I? I don't think we're supposed to be…

You searched and failed, am I any different? Will I really find anything, or will I fade away just like they did? …Can I go back home…?

…I'm sorry. I’m so sorry. I shouldn't have…I shouldn't…

I'm sorry.”

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My Little Violet Sky

A lullaby made by Arkose for restless hatchlings, below the cut

You are my violet sky

My little violet sky

My little firefly…

I see you in the dark

I see you in the sky

Shine bright,

the moon is high

Shine bright through your four eyes…

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Breathe shallow, 

breathe in deep

The stars will be your guides

Follow what they have said…

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My little sky...

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"What's it like to live in fear of tomorrow? If tomorrow doesn't ever come, how will we know? Does tomorrow even exist? …I can't answer questions I don't have the answers to. No one can, but everyone still looks up to me. What am I supposed to do but keep moving with no aim..?”

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Ghost of the Grove

A folktale told to hatchlings about the (potential) dangers of quantum shards and, by extension, possibly all quantum things. The simplified story is below the cut

The Hearthian in particular is someone from long ago, so their name has since been lost to time, if they ever had one. Their interest in quantum shards and the quantum grove in general was unusual back then, simply due to the cautious curiosity of olden Hearthians (which is clearly not the case anymore). They had no fears, no troubles, no doubts when they stayed with their quantum friend, but for others, they become fearful watching a loved one steadily fade away from society, even if it's wanted by them. And no amount of troubled glances or worried conversations would deter them from their own curiosity.

Eventually, that fear that embedded itself in others became true, maybe by accident. They disappeared, no bones or body left behind in the grove. They simply... became a Ghost, and the story goes to say that one can still hear their voice in the grove. Their innocent laugh and light steps upon dried pine needles. Some even say their smile can be seen in the shards when you look hard enough or that they'll visit you if you wait long enough.

Logically, it's hard to say if they actually became quantum. It's hard to say if they ever even existed at all, but that's simply how the folktale goes. Maybe they just miss home.

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Jumping back to watercolors for a little bit- I drew my buddy @vso-online their little Welo baby in a style I discovered on a whim that I really wanted to mess around with. Thats all!

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Go little Chert you beautiful egg shaped beast