Big fan of how many guys are just sitting on the leaves this morning
Big fan of how many guys are just sitting on the leaves this morning
I want an adeni chai so badly rn
I miss doing secret Santas (doesn't draw anymore)
Tweed, man........ I'm going back to wool
Biskey is still just a repository of horny art it seems
I'm so kind for 1) puff sleeves 2) ruffle 3)matching drawstrings 4) button front in one garment (all tedious)
I have to teach this algorithm how to not be bad (hrrgh)
Gosh Prague was magical on Sundayβ¦
stone coasters π they soak up water & dry speedy fast!!
Cyanotype of flowers but to the effect of stars :3o
I WILL NOT RUN SHORT THIS TIME REAL (bought 10 yards)
my new toy
I've run mildly short on fabric for the last three projects I've cut (one was a self boozle and two were using stash fabrics that I didn't buy with the project in mind), suffering
Secret information: Elio's desynth magic is specifically a red glow because it's meant to evoke flytraps when he takes something in his hands and melts it down to aether
madcap
I want this fabric in like every color but also objectively know it isn't actually my style to wear it so I'd never make anything with it (the ochre is really cute)
Everyone makes fun of them but I love those assignments that are like POST AND CONVERSE LIKE UR IN THE FRENCH REVOLUTION because it's a form of synthesized knowledge that is also entertaining
What we actually need is private accounts or circles man
I don't rly post because I don't create much anymore and I think it's ok but maybe I can talk about sewing or smth idk
a snake with exposed skeleton eats its own tail, half of the snake is mutated into cables and machinery. Text in the middle reads the end wonβt come easy
technological ouroboros isnβt real and canβt hurt you
technological ouroboros :
[ #digitalart ]
Grief
ref by @jaws-stone.bsky.social
forget-me-not π₯
(piece from 2023)
Things around
They carry with them trinkets, odds and ends from time before the dome, favourite books, writing tools, toys, relics. Often, they find themselves holding suddenly useless objects, staring at the place where a loved one once stood. Pockets full of useless things, why did they love it so much?
Time turns lonely souls inside out, skin recedes behind bone. Everybody has a history that shapes them and carves away at them until all that's left are things that would clatter, the teeth and bones, and the electrope that augments. What a nightmare to be eaten above the earth rather than below it
I think someone out there with more energy than me should do a 7.0/7.1 piece about like... The people who took on regulators after their families got killed by lightning/beasts/whatever and what comes after like here I'll help u out:
cat toy lance
I like leaves