the obligatory self doubt when you start a bigger drawing and get overwhelmed by your own sketch
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the obligatory self doubt when you start a bigger drawing and get overwhelmed by your own sketch
After a million year long absence, here I am with a Naruto fanart. I apparently fell into a hole in space-time, and stumbled over 1) my OG OT3 and 2) a miscellaneous folder containing that one iconic promo picture from the "Twelfth night" adaptation from 2009 with Anne Hathaway, Audra Mcdonald and Raoul Esparza. So here you go. THis took so much time. It’s hard to get back into drawing shit, but I’ll get there somehow.
Random abandoned WIP time, because drawing isn’t just a final result but a process, and sometimes it’s better to move one rather than staying stuck on something
-Some Elder scrolls stuff
-some star wars stuff (ft fucking perspective)
-some original stuff
it’s… LONELY. to be more powerful than any man you know, and have to live like a shadow. to be SPECIAL, and have to pretend you’re a fool. i know how it feels, i… understand. / IND. MERLIN FROM BBC MERLIN, WRITTEN BY MARTA / WARLOCK
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Tw: death, keep scrolling
On Monday I was on a video call. I heard a guy was travelling with this group. I asked where he was and he popped up in the background. I said "Hi hisname!" he smiled and waved. He died that night just hours later.
Enjoy the fucking ride y'all because this shit is rough.
Heart attack at 44. Live it alllll the way up.
edited w/ context so i remember the moment. having an old fashioned for ya tonight buddy.
glares at that Leg
Is a friend who can't take what they deal really a friend?
The amount of shit I put up with… I swear to god! And I just take it. And I don’t complain. And I don’t let people see how much it affects me. Then my friends get a fraction of it back (not even from me!) and they chuck a tantrum. Fuck sake!
Shout out to everyone on here who doesn't have family to spend Christmas with... I feel your pain. Make the best of it, right?