Yellow Tent

Illustrator, photographer, stuff maker, tree hugger. || Commissions and inquiries: anastasia.kuvshinova(at)gmail.com

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So, ah... is anyone still here? Is anyone still using Tumblr in 2021?

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I thought I’d draw a lazy alphabet challenge (’lazy’ ‘cause I’m not even gonna try making something every day

‘A’ is for Anxious Armadillo.

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Turns out making patterns is fun.

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Friday evening, time to relax.

Adobe made a funny little animated test to “determine your creative type” and it turns out I'm a “Visionary” (apparently, my skin is green and my eyes - all five of them - are constantly running circles around my head... okay, no objections here).

Take the test here https://mycreativetype.com/

Is there a “Thinker” around? I’m told we are ideal collaborators.

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I made a pattern - and now I want a coat with printed lining. It should be all black and minimalistic outside, and inside - BANG! MUSHROOMS!

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Made a bunch of stickers a while ago.

These are kitsune, ouroboros, kelpy and harpy, though I’m not sure you can tell.

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Tired hoopoe for a stamp-themed collaboration (and isn’t that a funny word? “hoopoe”. almost as funny as the bird itself)

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Oh look, I drew something!

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Remember, remember the fifth of November, Gunpowder treason and plot, I see no reason why gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot. Forgot to put up yesterday's #doodleaday - "Remember" - but I have a reasonable excuse: I've been reading "Stay Still. Stay Silent." comic till 4 am. That is a reasonable excuse, right? Riiiiight? Забыла загрузить вчерашний дудл (слово дня - remember), но у меня есть уважительная причина: я до четырех утра читала комикс "Замри. Замолчи". Это же уважительная причина, правда?

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Drawing flashmobs are not exactly my cup of tea - routine quickly drives me nuts and I feel like blowing something up by the middle of day two - but I'm stubborn. Very stubborn. So here's another attempt at #doodleaday, and the word is "Door".

Blink-blink! 

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Когда я была маленькой, отец любил говорить, что дочь у него "упрямая, как ишак". Таинственный "ишак" вызывал у меня любопытство и опасливую симпатию (вроде и родственная душа, но с другой стороны - вдруг он при встрече попробует меня переупрямить?) К чему это я? А к тому, что опять #doodleaday - мне плохо даются регулярные рисовальные флешмобы, но я же упрямая. Как ишак. Слово за 10 сентября, и слово это – дверь.

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Technically still ‘Doodle a day’ challenge, though it’s not exactly a doodle and not really "a day”.

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«The one who lives in the garden.»

I’m trying to kill my inner perfectionist (before she kills me), so I’ve decided to take part in a #doodleaday challenge.

Today’s word is “Sticker” and I have no idea what the author meant, so let’s assume that any picture can be a sticker if you add some white background. 

All the themes can be found on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/p/BjVQsN6g-mn/?tagged=doodleaday

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If you google “St Petersburg”, you won’t find this. Those chicks have never seen a tourist in their life.

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Не дворец, не мост, но это тоже Питер.

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You won’t believe it, but I’m still alive.

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Привет, Тумбочка (тумблер? тамбур?). Наверное, надо в тебя что-нибудь загрузить.

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It’s a bit hard living this in the north. I’m fine with cold, I’m fine with snow, I’m fine with slush it turns into on the city streets (ice-cold slush which tries really hard to get into your boots and destroys the leather they are made from, ‘cause it’s not just water, it’s water mixed with salt and reagents and devil knows what else, possibly dragon blood and radiocative urine). I’m fine with the world turning monochrome 5 months a year.

The only thing that bothers me is the lack of light. There are no Polar Nights in St Petersburg, but you don’t see the sun for months, because it only raises above the horizon fot a couple of hours and even then the sky is always covered with low grey clouds. 

My inner monkey is all panicky and apathetic at the same time, and it’s convinced we’re going to die very soon. Or perhaps we are already dying. Dead. Whatever. Poor monkey.

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За четыре года в Москве забыла, насколько же зимой в Петербурге темно. Как можно действовать, разговаривать, ходить, рисовать, если внутренняя обезьяна хочет лечь и умереть — больше ничего? Человек не хочет, но мозг человека на пару миллионов лет младше. Обезьяна не слушается, и на правах старшей (зачеркнуто — дуры) уверенно шепчет: "Мывсеумрем, мывсеумрем, я точно знаю, мывсеумрем". господидаймнесил и вот это вот всё.

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Solovetsky islands, yet again.

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Соловки, опять Соловки.

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Let’s go swimming (in December).

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Это море, пошли купаться.