#insipiration

[sxrrhhn]

[bouletscintillant]

Rolleboise, baignade dans le petit bras de la Seine (1920) - Maximilien Luce (French, 1858, 1941)

[thoughtsbreakingfree]

We keep on feeding ourselves poison, and then pray we won’t die.

| ruby |

[lowkeylighting]

Fotografias de Gustavo Minas

[arteenchanted]

I loved working on this complex creation.

The thousand dark shades and the bright light of the sun are definitely the many details that I love about this artwork 💛

I loved portraying the many wonderful shades of Cameron, and the dark and powerful perspective of his character CAL.

I'm very grateful and excited to finally be able to share it with all of you.

I am very proud of the complete product of this design, and also, I love the fact that this design is most inspired by a beautiful phrase:

✨ "... Finally releasing a monster cloud that...

Hangs in the air around them, blocking out the world..." ✨

which inspired me a lot with the whole structure of this artwork because it best describes a moment truly palpable with a unique ATMOSPHERE in the original RUNT story written by Christian Van Gregg and William Coakley.

FULL VIDEO on YouTube https://youtu.be/kXVk-IK5joY?si=D2ROtX6FAi2GB71Y

Other Video: https://youtu.be/he_XbdTLKhI?si=IdOTdn_asxC_JGg-

Dailymotion: https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x99xpva

IG Post: https://www.instagram.com/p/C4nhh-Etks8/?img_index=2&igsh=MTk2ZzQweGo1cDIxNw==

TikTok: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGdjyMogP/

ARTE ENCHANTED

[lazytitans-world]

If anyone wants some inspiration for how to write Asha and Star romance dialogue (or good romantic dialogue) watch this and then watch Stardust, it’s on paramount + right now

[wishes-19]

How often do you come across movie quotes that hit you hard and stay with you forever as a lesson.

Well this is my favorite one. This quotes helps me understand my action's value when things are not going in the way I had wished them to go.

Let me know in the comments your favorite movie quotes. <3

Movie - It's Kind of a Funny Story (2010)

[elhonradoeugenio]

Darling, should your sorrow dissipate, would your passion for art remain? If the void within you were to vanish, would your words retain their power? My love, have you ever attempted to bleed ink in sloping curves upon the page of happiness? Would your prose still cut as deep if you hadn't tasted the bitterness of exploitation? I dare say not. Your allure lies in your pain, for you've embraced the eternal curse and made it your own.

I shall serenade you with a lullaby, shielding you from the haunting call of the void. Together, we shall dance as I hold your hands, so you shall not feel the crumbling ruins of your castle, defeating the weight of earthly woes. I shall sprout wings so I can soar up high to lift you above it all. Lean upon my shoulders, my dear, for in your loneliness, you are not forsaken; I stand ever beside you, in both your limbos and heavens.

You've become one with madness, sadness, and suffering; the idea of sanity frightens you. Come here, my dear, rest in my arms. I'll cradle you, embracing your pain as my own. Though I'm broken, shattered into fragments, I won't burden you with my pain. I'll absorb every tear you shed in anguish. Darling, I cherish you, finding beauty and grace in your creations, seeing you as the embodiment of grace itself. You're worth the world to me.

- chonlathorn. (mmxxiv)