#Speed Painter

[renownedspeedartman]

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[dwestryspeedpainter]

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[akimao]

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[cochineal-leviat]

I haven't drawn my favourite Kirby character in a while, so here is his Highness, Prickle Felt.

I've been in an art funk lately, and nothing feels creatively right. So, I've decided to try out speed painting! I've always wanted to try it, and after a day of teaching myself how to do video editing, here are the fruits of my labour. Please enjoy!

I am interested in making speed paintings or time lapses, even if it is only for myself (I've stopped registering what I do when painting, so it is interesting to see this). If you have any suggestions for other things I can speed paint, I will keep them in mind.

The finished art piece is here:

[artisticmedicine]

"𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐦 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐦" [ 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝟷𝟽 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟻 ]

Surprise, Its A Team Fortress 2 SniperScout Fanart. This Is Based On My AU Called: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞. A Phantom of the Opera Inspired AU With A TF2 Twist. I Recommend Reading The Full AU Document On My Linktree (Which Is On My Bio) To Understand This Painting Better.

This Artwork Captures The Remnants Of Their Past. Letters And Scripts Scattered but Unreadable, and Masks Which Adds The Mystery. Cards Portrays Who They Are... And lastly Black Roses. A Symbol Of deep, enduring, unconventional, And Forbidden love. It Also Symbolizes Death And Mourning Which Captures The Tragic Feel Of This Artwork.

[arinewman7]

Deftness and Speed

Ambrose McEvoy's first portrait of Daphne Baring (later Daphne Pollen), 1917

[reallilystuff]

the expendable shitpost power hour 💪🔥🔥🔥🔥 ft. post-loop doodle for whimsy and joy that MAY be spoilers depending on how close you look. so dont squint at it too hard

textpost refs below cut

[artbytaggerung]

Happy May the Fourth to my fellow Star Wars fans. Idk if I'll manage a speed paint today like I did last year, but here, have it again. I'm still really pleased with this one since I did it in the time it takes to watch the movie.

[customkits]

Speedpaints attempt #3! A Hittite soldier.

I'm getting the hang of slap chopping. I really like the gritty look it gives off!

Stay tuned for more minis!

Note: metallic Speedpaints do not have the transparency that all the other colors do! Add highlights and shadows manually (which I need to do).

[hopeminiatures]

Check out my Scriptor Mortis I messed around with some #speedpaint and #proacryl paints.

[schuuu-art]

Just curious because it’s on the mind—for those of you who also paint ‘slowly’ or usually have long work times per piece, how do you find your place without fundamentally changing everything about yourself and your work flow?

[kinda-daily-warriorcat]

[goobus-boobus]

been trying to listen to jimmy "how many slurs can i fit into a song" urine lately . really good for if you want to listen to music that makes you a worse person

[victorfreemind]

[al3xand3rb]

Digitaal Tekenen op een Wacom Cintiq met Corel Painter 2023 - Deel 1: Ho...

[kashverse]

yuji and papamin would probably collect a bunch of flowers for mamamin during their walks🥹💞

evening walks were sacred in the nanami household. they were as essential as brushing your teeth, drinking water, or nanami sighing dramatically at the state of the world. but tonight, you had to sit this one out, thanks to your monthly. yuuji, however, refused to let this injustice go unchallenged. "don’t worry, mama!" he declared, fists on his tiny hips. “i will walk extra for you! double! no, triple!” nanami, already anticipating the inevitable "papa, carry me" halfway through the walk, merely nodded. "that’s very kind of you, yuuji."

“yeah! and i will bring you back something nice!” 

with that, your brave, noble knight and his weary father set off into the cool evening air. 

it didn’t take long for yuuji’s side quest instincts to kick in.

"papa, look! flowers!"

nanami followed his son's pointing finger to a random field of wildflowers. pink, yellow, blue, purple—the whole place looked like a painter sneezed on it. yuuji marched in with purpose, stopping every few seconds to pick a flower, inspecting each one with a level of intensity that made nanami slightly concerned. "this one is pink, like babykuna's hair!" he beamed, twirling a tiny blossom in his fingers. “this one is soft, like your bread, papa!” nanami raised an eyebrow. "my bread is much softer."

"yeah, but I can’t pick your bread from the ground."

nanami opened his mouth, then closed it. fair point. but then came the hardest challenge of all. 

choosing colors.

yuuji, ambitious as ever, decided he needed every color that reminded him of you. which, apparently, was every single color known to mankind. and so, overwhelmed by his own high expectations, he dramatically plopped down in the middle of the field, arms spread like a fallen soldier. "papa, it's too hard," he whined. "mama likes all the colors. i can't pick them all. the world is too big."

nanami, who had not signed up for a philosophical crisis in the middle of an evening walk, sighed and crouched beside his son. "then take a little of everything, yuuji. that way, you won’t have to choose."

yuuji's eyes widened in awe, as if nanami had just revealed the meaning of life. "papa… you’re so smart."

"i try," nanami muttered, gathering some flowers and carefully helping yuuji tie them together with a sturdy piece of grass.

by the time they got home, yuuji stormed into the bedroom at full speed, launching himself onto the bed like a small, enthusiastic meteor. "mama, mama! i bringed—i mean, i brought you something!"

you barely had time to react before a very serious bouquet of wildflowers was shoved into your face. "i picked them just for you!" he beamed, chest puffed out with pride.

"oh, yuuji, they’re beautiful!" you cooed, admiring the colorful mess of flowers and slightly bent grass. meanwhile, nanami, who hadn’t even taken off his walking shoes, was already settling into place beside you, effortlessly resuming his official foot massager duties.

"you went through all this trouble just for me?" you asked, smiling down at your little boy. yuuji nodded furiously. "yep! i walked extra, i picked flowers, and i almost got lost in the big big world."

nanami pinched the bridge of his nose. “he sat down in a field for five minutes.” yuuji pouted. "it was a long five minutes."

you giggled, reaching out to ruffle his soft pink hair. "thank you, sweetheart. this is the best bouquet I’ve ever gotten."

yuuji grinned so wide his cheeks almost swallowed his eyes. "i love you, mama!"

"i love you too, baby."

nanami pressed a tired kiss to your temple, still kneading your foot with expert precision. "i think I deserve some credit too," he murmured. "i carried him half the way back."

yuuji nodded sagely. "yeah. papa's muscles are the only reason i made it home alive."

you laughed, your heart full, as your two favorite boys settled in beside you—one with flowers, one with strong massage therapist hands, and both with all the love in the world.