Jul 13, 2025
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Hey, I'm Constelar. I'm a writer & artist. I'm back to Tumblr, for I have this account since a long time ago, but I haven't been using it since then. Now I'll return to post my artwork here. Until I can upload all my previous work, this page will be a mixture of old and new works. My art style varies, so I do a lot of different stuff, but all the work that will be posted here was drawn/painted by me, and I always add screenshots of my art's layers on my posts in order to show the process to everyone to see.
• I NEVER use A. I. tools/apps/websites/etc to create nor to inspire my art, poems and stories, so every piece of my work is done and created by myself. •
Well, that's it. Thank you for reading and I hope y'all enjoy my page. ^•^
• Writer & Artist •
• Update 1/December/2025:
• "Through the harsh winds of time and the infinite dimensions of existence, our spirits have painted onto the canvas of life a love so tender and enduring that even the passage of 300 years cannot fade its vibrant colors, which still glow intensely as if it's the first life in which we'd met.” •
I miss the days when sports competitions were about sports, and not about ego.
I miss the days when music was about talent, and not about internet algorithms.
I miss the days when kindness was more valuable than money.
I miss the days when evil people had no voice in our societies, now they have entire platforms to spew their vileness.
But what I miss the most is the time when I wouldn't be aware of everything I know now about this rotten world - even if what I miss may be only an illusion which my own innocence projected in order to protect myself.
I really don't know what is more prevalent in this world, hate or ignorance. Either way, one seems to be associated with the other, for the more hatred in people's hearts, the more ignorant they appear to be, just as the more ignorance in their minds, the more hateful they are.
• In moments which we allow ourselves to feel deeply and think wisely, when both the mind and the heart are welcoming, we can feel the warm touch of an angel who comes to bless us with its wisdom and love. •