I live drawing romano idek why
he's just so drawable
'colored' (?) Version
only lineart version
I traced the hand btw because I just couldn't manage to do acceptable ones myself
the rest isn't though
I honestly kinda regret taking that long pause of not drawing hetalia
in the time I was 'gone' i tried working on my own artstyle and some more realistic stuff
though I ofc failed again
I watched many yt art tutorial and I honestly think that they have made my art worse?
like I'm trying so hard to see some weird shapes and 'flows' in the reference pictures
it made my art Progress so much more complicated and longer for nothing
I'm sorry my English isn't englishing at the moment
BTW HE DOESN'T JUST HAVE 4 FINGERS ONE OF THEM IS JUST FAT AND STRETCHED FROM LIQUIFY TOOL
requests
he's talkin bout when luddy was little
HAPPIEST OF BIRTHS TO @cowboy-robooty KYYAAAAAAAA HEART
(posting mode of posting this everywhere sorry for 100k pings on different socials take this as me multiplying the amount of birthday wishism)
I was stupid and forgot to post it here yesterday I think I'm going to make a second one today depends on how much time I still have left
Just like in a dream
The symbolism in this scene is breathtaking to me. It doesn't feel like it was meant to merely imply how willing Hannibal was to sacrifice himself for Will by taking the bullet.
It reminds me of this Bellini's painting: The Blood of the Redeemer (1465).
Christ, resurrected after crucifixion, body still pale and weak, yet pressing the wound in his side to let his blood flow into the chalice.
Hannibal portrayed as if he's Christ, right side pierced, his blood spilling, pouring into wine, offering not just protection but also forgiveness, redemption and transformation through his sacrifice. There's even an air of quiet divinity in his face, almost content as he bleeds.
And then there's Will. Drinking wine, accepting the love and salvation tied to Hannibal's sacrifice and suffering, partaking in his resurrection, uniting with him in it... . One step closer to that god he once sought in Cappella Palatina.
And while you devour my heart,
I am on my knees in front of you.
Looking up to you and praying for your love.
excerpt from this poem
(process available on instagram)
i prefer uncolored