sentimentalpaint

Art by a teardrop flavored, sentimental jellyfish. Art and literature lover. Side blog: sentimentalink.tumblr.com

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hide. So colourful, rebellious, lively, yet so deeply sad and melancholic.

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Adore Delano being a punk rock star.

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Digitalis Purpurea. Weiss blühender Fingerhut.

Starting into inktober a little late, and with green ink, but better late than never, I guess?

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Hanging out.

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Ink sketch

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Staring.

A blank stare?

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fragile flowers. Ink and pencil on paper.

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Aim High. Always.

Acrylic paint on paper.

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fleeting glances. A silhouette. 

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I don’t want to care but actually, I do.

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Slowly fading away.

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I’m falling apart.

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Spring, daisies, a girl. Plant life is all around. 

But I’m still kind of melancholic.

“I've been longing for, Daisies to push through the floor, And I wish that plant life would grow all around me, So I won't feel dead anymore. So I won't feel dead anymore.” (Owl City)

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I want to transform into a plant.

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Le mal de vivre

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That cozy sweater