#with some oil paint

[hinamie]

oversaturate

[holophotal]

oil paintings on wood by Angela Lane (1974-)

[whiteraven90]

Fluffy bear-sized baby and a scrunkly wet potato. Some of Griffin's juvenile forms. He didn't have parents (or kids of his own), but I wanted to do a bit more for the background than a blank canvas.

[shaonicwhite]

moonrise (2015) by phyllis shafer vs. landscape from saint-rémy (1889) by vincent van gogh. kind of obsessed with how they bleed into each other side by side

[marlowe-art]

pizza diner

[jodeeeart]

Adar study

Oil on paper

[merildae]

Done!

[sadisthetic]

goop

[inogart]

I don't think i've bien this obsessed with a face in a while

[upsidedownsmore]

Tribute to Mynki Oil and digital painting for class

Thank you for all that you have done.

Rest in peace.

Timelapse of digital adjustments in Krita:

Thank you Mynki.

[httyd-art-requests]

I finally painted my Toothless wood puzzle :]

I glued his wings back when I first assembled him so the paint didn't really stick, but that's okay. He looks so nice next to my other desk decorations <3

[dogzcats]

Thomas Cole: The Course of Empire (1833–1836)

[icewindandboringhorror]

I made a few new wax seal stamps out of clay (like the ones I did for my worldbuilding stuff forever ago), this time just of random symbols that I thought might look good done in the style of painting over the raised part of the wax or etc. :0c Some of them aren't carved deep enough to really show up that well, but overall they worked okay for being clay lol

[cardo-de-comer]

king Sigismund

[jojo-oliver]

hairy transgendered legs 💞 🏳️‍⚧️ 💞

[bunnieswithknives]

how do you think Fiyero’s scarecrow-ification went? Like on his POV of things

It was like being set on fire from the inside out. ♥

He wasn't particularly conscious, he'd lost a lot of blood beforehand, even outside of the amnesia au I doubt he'd really remember it. maybe just the impressions of green and burning. He was already in so much pain that at first he didn't even recognize what was happening, his broken ribs and bleeding guts indistinguishable from the sparks spreading somewhere deep inside him, his barely conscious brain only fixated on the single thought that he was going to die soon, and it would be alone.

It wasn't until the spell ate his lungs into straw that he started to thrash, a weak and exhausted visceral reaction as his throat spasmed for air, only to find more straw in his mouth instead. Straw sprouted out through the gashes in his skin and where broken bone met air as the fire began to creep outward, eating away at skin and leaving something unfamiliar in its wake, burning away everything else. Inescapable fire was eating him alive and spitting out a mockery of his body until finally, whatever part that tells him he needs to breath is eaten too, and the relief is so absolute that he passes out.

+ bonus version without the fire so you can actually see him