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"That's it. I'm shopping online from here on out!" You can outgrow so many sports bras until you just give up on local shops...
It's so hot in Denmark right now that I wish it was socially acceptable for little boys like myself to wear croptops...
Oops... finally gave in and got myself an iPad Pro... sketched the hound as my first @Procreate test 🦊 many more doodles to come...
Oh hey, finally got around to redrawing my persona at.... 2:30am :T whoops.
But Hi, am Emi a nervous teacher to be.
Wordy Birdy by Tammi Sauer PICTURE BOOK - Wordy Birdy LOVES to talk. She covers a large range of topics and never stops. My kids have read it multiple times. Do you have a Wordy Birdy type in your life? EL (K-3) – ESSENTIAL. https://t.co/1F19DbQuE8 #kissthebook
New year new me-- oh wait its april whoops. Will be doing more over the summer guys, can't wait!
Well, i wanted to sleep early today. Uhh yeah i was motivated so i did draw until now, oops. But now i did finish the next Galaxy Picture! <3 The Blue ones, are Old! :3
Splendid Ruins. The art of Pablo Genovés (1959- ). His stunning photomontages show luxurious architectural spaces (palaces, libraries, theaters) overwhelmed by the forces of Nature. He acquired the photos for manipulation from a search of European flea markets & antique shops.
I was supposed to be working on my masters / portfolio. I made a self portrait instead .... Oops... :s
#SelfieSaturday #selfportrait #drawing #mangadrawing #mangaart #manganimes
an OC request for @HellMuttArt ! i'm sorry it took a while, i keep getting distracted by other projects when i mean to draw oops. this character's design is super awesome!
Melba Liston is a name you need to know. At a time when women were rarely seen in jazz ensembles in any other role besides singers, Liston was a big-band trombonist with chops. Born in Kansas City, MO, Melba moved to LA as a teenager and joined the Musicians Union.
“When I was a lad I found an injured goshawk & nursed her back to health. Proudwing, I named her. She would perch on my shoulder & flutter, but she would not soar. Time & again I would take her hawking, but she never flew higher than the treetops. Robert called her Weakwing.”
