School sketches :p

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School sketches :p
one of the stupidest posts i've ever made
Imagine playing games like this with your bros
viva il lupo! · pure woolf · copertina 65 x 95 cm tecnica: doppio jacquard (DBJ) materiali: pura lana vergine strumenti: ayab-knitting, gimp-software, brother kh930 electro knitting machine
see also viva il lupo! big blanket
2022 year of the leopard sweater · mohair+wool · double jacquard · brother kh930 knitting machine · dak-9 software · gimp software
Somebody reminded me that my lil audio book of one of DBJ’s fics exists, so here are links to it if you’re missing her fics & can’t find them anywhere :) The fic I did the audio for is called You’ll Know When It’s the Right Time, if I’m remembering right! Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
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Devin B. Johnson @devinbjohnson 🔥 The Wrath of Eco, 2019 oil, oil stick, spray paint on linen 70 x 80 in 177.8 x 203.2 cm #supportblackart #devinbjohnson #dbj #melodyofamemory #nicodimgallery https://www.instagram.com/p/CBk9tUYhREg/?igshid=kh1gitm16vop
Maybe in a month or two, you’ll stop filling up my silences. Maybe then I won’t remember you like a reflex. Maybe then you won’t be my knee-jerk reaction to the first sign of loneliness. But until then, here you are loud clear with your absence. You spare no distance. I feel every mile. I feel every minute of your abandon. Until I learn how to stop wasting time, here we are in the quicksand of my own making. As if--somehow--if I wait long enough, things will come full circle. If I wait long enough, we will eventually rewind back to where we started. But we are more like comets, are we not? Rocketing through the stars with no hope of looking back. Sometimes there is no orbit. Sometimes there is no return.