#fabric portraits

[wifdc]

𝐓𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞: 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞

Dive into the enchanting world of Benjamin Shine's artistry as he transforms tulle fabric into mesmerizing portraits that defy imagination and capture the essence of beauty.

[eirene]

The Bouquet, 1899 John William Godward

[marejadilla]

J. Louis, “Burning Fuchsia”, 2024, oil on canvas. American, b. 1992.

[itscolossal]

Untangling Ancestries, Tamary Kudita’s Remarkable Portraits Illuminate African Identities

[fyblackwomenart]

African Radiant: Celebration of Beauty and Joy by Bakare Abubakri-sideeq Babatunde

[diemelusine]

Portrait of Crescencia von Seilern und Aspang, Countess Széchenyi (1828) by Ferdinand Georg Waldmüller. Cleveland Museum of Art.

[cryptidflavored]

mirror mirror in my hand who's the cuntiest in the land ... . ..

check out my comms!

[antianakin]

Happy fix-it AU where Padme leaves Anakin anyway because she realizes how bad he is for her, and she ends up retiring because she REALLY doesn't want to be a Senator anymore (it was also maybe encouraged by her Queen after her secret marriage to a Jedi was discovered) and she goes back to Naboo to be with her family. She's left behind her responsibilities but she doesn't know what to do now, she's just... adrift, sort-of in limbo and mourning her relationship with Anakin. She has to keep convincing herself not to go back to him because she KNOWS she doesn't want that anymore, she KNOWS she doesn't want to be the person she was with him again, but the thrill of the secret marriage to someone who was so passionate about being with her is also sort-of like a drug.

Her parents both offer to let her come help them in their respective jobs, but she doesn't really have the energy for that right now. She DOES like helping Sola with her nieces because their energy and innocence seems to be a balm for her heart. One day, Sola asks if Padme can take the kids to a local festival in Theed one day while she and her husband go do something else, and Padme agrees. The girls are old enough and Theed is safe enough that they can wander off on their own away from Padme as long as they know not to go TOO far and come back to her after a little while. As she peruses the different artwork on her own, one artist's work stands to her more than anyone else's, it just hits at the core of her and she's not even sure why. She stands in front of a painting of a bird in flight for what seems like hours, though it can't be more than a minute or two, before the artist himself comes over to speak to her.

He addresses her as Senator Amidala, and she quickly tells him that she's not a Senator anymore and she doesn't really want to go by the name Amidala either, she prefers just Padme these days. He agrees, and something about him, maybe his eyes, seems familiar but she can't quite put her finger on it. They talk about his art for a while and everything he says about his inspiration feels like it's speaking directly to her. Eventually, Pooja and Ryoo come up to her and start pulling at her hands, demanding that she come see something with them. Before she leaves, she finally realizes she didn't even know his name and asks him.

It's Palo. The first boy she'd ever loved. The last time she'd seen him she'd been twelve in the Legislative Youth Program. She knew he'd left politics to become an artist instead, but she'd never actually seen any of his art before or ever tried to get back in contact with him. Now she wishes she had. Pooja and Ryoo are still pulling her away so she doesn't have time to really get over her shock at this revelation before she has to leave him behind and someone else comes up to ask him a question in her place.

He shows up at her parents' door the next day with the painting of the bird she'd so adored, and offers it to her as a gift. He refuses to accept any payment for it no matter how much she insists, but asks if she'd be willing to take a walk with him instead. She agrees. They end up spending the whole day together, just talking. For the first time, Padme doesn't feel like she's drowning in her own feelings or floating with no direction. She feels a lot like she's finally come home.

[ginoeh]

We need more Dream in fancy clothes. (Fight me on this )

So I thought, what if I...

... ... ... and instead Dior.

[angelkarafilli]

November vibes

[dashbag-art]

Don't look into her eyes 👁👁

[7h3g3n3r4l]

Katya

Grinn Alexander

[eirene]

Idleness, 1900 John William Godward

[marejadilla]

Sharon Sprung, "Callas", Oil on Panel. American painter based in Brooklyn, New York. 

[itscolossal]

Precisely Aligned Paint and Fabric Camouflage Cecilia Paredes Amid Lush Botanical Backdrops

[fyblackwomenart]

Silcreatrice