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'The Gnome book' by Rien Poortvliet, (1932 - 1995).
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Sketches by Rien Poortvliet
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Wordtober day 2: Martes Foina (Latin)
Latin for beech marten!
#marten#pine marten#marten animal#animal art#if it looks more like a pine marten shhhh who cares#man i love martens but i need to practice them more#really had me struggling to get them right the first couple of tries#but theyre some of my fave animals actually#lolllll i do like how it ended up kinda rien poortvliet style#these words are all suggestions by friends on insta btw
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Wild boar by Rien Poortvliet (1932-1995).
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Some of my favorite studies from the past couple years in my sketchbook
#watercolor#sketches#art practice#traditional art#some are better than others technically speaking but I like the vibes of them#been doing a lot of rien poortvliet studies hence the more scrubby looking watercolor style in some of these#al chatters#my art
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Woolly Mammoths
by Rien Poortviet
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Deep Gnome | A Chance Arrangment (2024)
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Why Gnomes Wear Those Hats
Illustration by Rien Poortvliet from the book "Gnomes" by Wil Huygen
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Gnomes by Wil Huygen, illustrated by Rien Poortvliet, 1976
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Wild Boar by Rien Poortvliet
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https://getyarn.io/yarn-clip/2aa506a2-a3c8-4005-b4d6-12d40145894b
I knew that name sounded familiar.
I'm totally down, be nice if he were still alive tho.
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Aspiration
We never know how high we are Till we are called to rise; And then, if we are true to plan, Our statures touch the skies.
The heroism we recite Would be a daily thing, Did not ourselves the cubits warp For fear to be a king. by Emily Dickinson
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