The moon: waning gibbous and waning crescent.
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The moon: waning gibbous and waning crescent.
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Norman Lindsay, The Audience (1925)
Wilson Bentley Gouttes de rosée (Dewdrops), circa 1900
Someday in may this year, at a lovely little lake. A novemberkind in its natural habitat. (Notice the wodden fence behind me, it is such a good place) Wernesgrün (Saxony), Germany
Rabab & Srinagar First Snow Fall Jannat-e-Kashmir played by Sufiyan Malik. (via Twitter: Sufiyan Malik)
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INKtober - day 09/18
This year I’ll try to complete the whole challenge, following my own prompt list. That means I’ll make small, simple drawings on my A5 size sketchbook! Tools of the trade: Copic Multiliner pens, Winsor and Newton ink, Maimeri watercolour. Mossery sketchbook. . 09.Foliage 10.Scarf 11.Potion 12.Terrarium 13.Rain 14.Apples
15.Swansong 16.Moonlit 17.Candles 18.(Plant) Bulb
the little claw marks on the ice omg
As relaxing as I find this, I also find it oddly ominous and terrifying.
like, this is probably what you hear before you die???
this is what you hear as you walk through a dark forest feeling eyes on your back, and gradually you become aware of music playing and the closer you get the clearer this song becomes. it’s coming from a large abandoned church and you hear this through the stone walls and you stand rooted to the spot by the doorway too scared of what you’ll see if you peer through the door. there’s moss on the walls.
HE’S DOING HIS BEST Faust
Happy place happy place happy place 💛💚