august | he/him | 17 | i mainly post art (tag is #august draws) | if you need me to tag any trigger warnings, please let me know!
tits out kind of look
marko lostboys....... im love you
may i offer you a robot dinosaur in these trying times
so i watched the lost boys last night
this is from a few days ago n ive gotten past it but. hella mood am i right
no idea what to name him but. i made a tiefling
just finished my last college applications. yall i am SO relieved
I CAST TRANS YOUR GENDER
here's Rufus, my gay cowboy artificer! still settling on his design.....
gay cowboy? AND he's trans????
i drew a little pixel praying mantis for myself. maybe ill do more pixel bugs!
ok forget what i said about csp not having any good lineart brushes. i have found a delightful new textured pen
ok so turns out firealpaca has a brush for lineart that i really adore. clip studio paint i love you but you need better textured brushes
cursed hands won't do as they're told
Skull Split Redux
Remake of a 2019 watercolor piece, one of my first when I was dabbling in the medium.
let men be slutty again
Yesterday's ballpoint pen sketch
Just a good, freeflow exercise to practice forms and whatnot.
currently very mad at myself for not having gotten around to listening to orville peck sooner
The Forbidden Candy(TM)
Just wanted to do some stylized gemstones to practice texture
fucks me up when i think about atoms like........ these tiny little things that im made of, that i cant even see, have been on this planet for millions, billions of years. im only 17 and im billions of years old. and my atoms are probably all over the place, in every place ive ever been in. when i dropped a drinking glass and cut myself on one of the shards in a kitchen halfway across the world, the atoms of my blood still linger. my atoms are in that kitchen in italy, they're in city subways, they're in airports and stairwells and convenience stores and a million other places. and, can i even call them mine? i didnt make them. they were once fruits and vegetables grown on other continents and shipped to supermarkets for me to eat, to become part of me, and those fruits and vegetables were once other animals that died and decomposed in the soil and fed the trees. and those animals, they were carbon and hydrogen and oxygen atoms, and those atoms have been around for so long that it would take lifetimes to trace their origins. or you could just skip forwards to the fact that they were stars, they used to belong to celestial bodies that discarded them to form, eventually, the earth. and theyve been recycled countless times during history and they were everywhere and now i have them. and someday ill give them away and theyll belong to someone else, and there are some seven fucking octillion (7,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000!!!! twenty-seven zeros!!!) in me. atoms in my fingers are writing this sentence and atoms in the computer make the screen light up and atoms in my eyes show me the text as it walks across the screen. and i cant see them but i know that theyre there because ive been told that theyre there and i wonder sometimes if they know what i know, if my knowledge belongs to the atoms or if im something separate from them entirely
was digging through some old clip studio files and found this gem