#sharpie on canvas
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charbsart · 14 days ago
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Just trying out posting one of my old pieces. This one is called Mania.
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stormypip7 · 4 months ago
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minior
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themostuselesspotato · 6 months ago
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Jornathan smms
Ye
Anyways I started this painting about a month ago at a birthday party, and finially finished it! Weeeee
Ignore his left hand btw it looks weird but the rest is fine sooo
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the-banana-0verlord · 7 months ago
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My art project for school was to do an illustration on today's actuality, so I decided to honor Palestine with the quote that has been going around.
From the river to the sea, Palestine will be free. Stay hopeful, as one day this genocide will be stopped and it's perpetrators will be sentenced to what they deserve
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meowlozz · 6 months ago
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wistfulphantom · 11 months ago
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This is a painting i made that i at first didnt like too much, but now i have come to appreciate what i did. I gave this to my girlfriend who happily hangs it on her wall. It makes me happy she appreciates me like this. Im glad the physical copy of this is being loved rather than lost..!
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delta-chan · 6 months ago
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I cannot stress enough how these were not bell bottoms. They weren't even in the same family as bell bottoms. They weren't even boot cut. The entire leg was just some kind of enormous tube that sometimes flared at the bottom
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Some of the guys jeans sometimes had this feature where you could unzip the jeans at the knee so you'd be wearing cargo shorts, but I had never actually seen anyone use this feature.
These pants are why if you look up Dollz or 2000s vending machine stickers a lot of the characters have enormous pants that are bunched up at the foot with only the toes poking out. No matter how tall the platform on your sketchers was you could not rise above your stupid-ass jeans. (Also--girl's jeans were low rise. All of them. You couldn't escape them.)
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ashbutnotashketchum · 6 months ago
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Tried water colored pencils on a mini canvas
Silver sharpie outline
Black marker background
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scumbomcjumbo · 9 months ago
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New painting I did, I’m not sure what to call it and I’m open to suggestions
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warrenwoodhouse · 9 years ago
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Graffiti Lines by Warren Woodhouse (Canvas Art) (Artwork)
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Original hand-drawn graffiti lettering on a small square cotton canvas and it was made during an art session with Friends Action North East.
Artwork by @warrenwoodhouse
📸 Canon PiXMA 2900i Series Scanner & Printer
📃 Small Square Cotton Canvas
🖌 Black @sharpie Pen
🗓 26th April 2016
📍 Friends Action North East CIC, Ouseburn Farm, 1 Ouse Road, Ouseburn, Byker, Newcastle upon Tyne, Tyne & Wear, North East, England, United Kingdom.
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b0om-butterfly3ffect · 1 year ago
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Simple painting idea!
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stormypip7 · 7 months ago
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Hmm, this was bound to happen. Aha, I've done a canvas. During my Danganronpa revisit. What could go wrong..?
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My camera's quality doesn't do this much justice, but that could also be because I did it in SHARPIES. I did a canvas with SHARPIES. I'm done.
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psikonauti · 7 months ago
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Chang Ya Chin (Chinese,b.1985)
Escaped Sharpie: Smiling Mushrooms, 2020
Oil on canvas
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polkadotmotmot · 5 months ago
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Diego Saldaña - Huachicolandscape, 2022 - Oil, sharpie and encaustic on canvas
#up
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springgirlshowers · 26 days ago
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Inked Doodles
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Summary: Joost loves to draw on you, you love to surprise him.
WC: 1210
A/N: this was caused by this video lmao
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Joost loved drawing, it became one of his favorite hobbies. It helped him calm down and relax whenever he was stressed.
He also had a tendency to use you as his canvas. Picking up a small habit of leaving little doodles on your skin.
If you were next to him and he had a pen or marker in his hand, you were at risk of a small doodle being left on your arm, hand, or even your legs sometimes.
The marks ranged from stars and smiley faces to full drawings. Dogs, cats, flowers music notes, a little figure of you or him. Anything he was thinking of at the moment.
It was cuter when he’d leave a small J right under the doodle, watermarking it as his.
Sitting on the couch, body opposite from his with your legs draped over his lap as you read a book. Joost pulled a sharpie out of thin air, you had no idea where he got it from.
You felt the cool drag of the marker along your lower leg. You peeked up from behind your book, seeing him focused as he drew a new figure, the tip of his tongue sticking out the corner of his mouth.
“Joost, you’re gonna give me ink poisoning.” You joked, moving away your leg, accidentally having him draw a line on your leg.
“Aw man now it’s messed up.” He groaned, dramatically pouting.
“It’s fine I can just wash it off later.”
“I wish you wouldn’t wash them off.” He leaned his head back on the couch.
“You know I don’t usually, I love your doodles, but I don’t want a random stripe of sharpie left on my leg.” You giggled, then going back to your book.
Soon however, Joosts last thing he said rung in your mind.
I wish you wouldn’t wash them off.
So what if you didn’t? What if you couldn’t wash one off?
That’s when you began your plan, the next appropriate spot on your arm or leg Joost would draw on, whatever he doodled. You’d go to the tattoo parlor as soon as possible, not telling him about it.
The next time he drew on you was when he was writing down song lyrics for a song he hadn’t named yet, he had to go over to the studio in a few hours.
You laid against him your arms wrapped around his torso while he had one wrapped around your shoulder and the other wrote down lyrics in a spiral notebook.
Soon you watched him stop, removing the marker from the paper and moving it to your arm. Drawing a cartoonish but cute looking dog head with its tongue sticking out on your upper arm. Thankfully not in an awkward spot. The placement was perfect.
“Schweinhund.” You smiled and mumbled when you saw the doodle. He looked at you and you saw how his eyes lit up and the gears start turning in his head.
He crossed a line through the question marks he put as the title above the lyrics, writing schweinhund right next to it.
“There we go, that will be the song title! Thanks liefje.” He pressed a grateful kiss to the top of your head.
You were excited to see how amazed he would get at the sight of the dog being tattooed onto you. You knew he wouldn’t be opposed to it. He loves dogs and tattoos, his arms being littered with silly patchwork tattoos.
Once he left for the studio, you made sure he was nowhere near your shared apartment before you left to go to a local trusted tattoo parlor.
You explained your idea and plan to the tattoo artist and they thought it was adorable. They cleaned up and made the line work a bit more neater on the drawing. You kept the tattoo uncolored, just keeping the simple outline on your skin.
The process didn’t take long and once you saw the finished product in the mirror, you were grinning ear to ear. It looked perfect, just like how Joost drew it, just the way you wanted it to.
Nearly skipping down the street in eagerness as you went back to your apartment, hoping Joost would be home soon.
You were a bundle of nervous yet excited nerves as you waited for Joost to come back. You tried to occupy yourself and your mind.
You watched TV, scrolled on your phone, even washed some of the dishes, doing anything to pass the time.
It was 7PM and you were scrolling through instagram on the couch by the time Joost got home, immediately you sat up once you heard the lock on the door click.
The anticipation began again even though you were seconds away from seeing him.
He opened and walked through the door, eyes looking a bit tired and giving you a lazy smile once he saw you.
You waited anxiously on the couch for him to kick off his shoes and walk over.
Soon as he sunk down into the spot next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and laying his head on your shoulder.
“Mmm, studio was so tiring today.” He mumbled tiredly. Placing his chin on your shoulder to look at your face, a confused small smile took over his face at your expression.
“What’s got you so excited looking?” He sat up, arms still around you.
“I got a tattoo.” You smiled and bit down on your bottom lip.
“Really? You never told me you were planning to get one in the past, let me see!” He said happily, straightening up.
You turned a bit, revealing the doodle he made that was now inked permanently into your skin and covered by clingwrap.
His jaw dropped slightly, your expression faltered and you became worried.
Oh no, he doesn’t like it?
He brought a hand up to hold your arm, careful to not apply to much pressure.
“You got my drawing from this morning tattooed?” He looked at you with starry eyes, you nodded.
“You actually got my silly doodle tattooed?” He asked again after darting his eyes between your face and the tattoo. You nodded at his question once again, biting the inside of your cheek.
“Yeah, you said you wished I would never wash off your doodles.” You laughed nervously, “So, do you like it?” You spoke softly, extremely nervous.
He quickly cupped his hands over the sides of your head, pulling you in to peck kisses all over your face. You scrunched your eyes shut as you giggled.
You had your answer now.
He stopped after placing one sweet passionate one on your lips. He moved his hands from the sides of your head to your cheeks.
“I love it! How could I not? Why didn’t you tell me about it?” He let out a breathy laugh.
“I wanted to surprise you.” You shrugged and looked away.
“Of course.” He said, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “You’re unpredictable.” He chuckled and shook his head as he looked at your arm again.
“Thank you, liefje. You’re amazing.” He whispered before bringing you in for another sweet kiss, then pulling away to speak again.
“I think it’s time for me to get one for you now.”
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ozarkdirtwitch · 3 months ago
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Folk Magic Battle Bag
Magical workings don't always take place at home. This is my "battle bag" I take with me when I need to perform magic or workings on the road.
My Bag
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The bag is a basic canvas molle waist bag. I also attached a small, padded essential oil case.
The Gear
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Inside I have most of what I need to perform a working on the road.
Birthday candles
Ritual knife
Leather cord
Chime candles
Scisors
Alcohol wipes
Thread
Incense matches
Mini incense/candle holder
Staples
Coins
Essential oils
Herbs and salts
Stay away powder
Sharpie
Harvesting knife
Incense
Prepared witch bottle
Empty bottle
Needles
Camphor tablets
I still need to add a small assortment of cloths and some soap sheets but those are coming soon.
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