Me
SOUND ON.
Or you can jus draw cats
Oh wow imagine this i can draw
whats the worst that can happen with this newly acquired power :3
This is real cool.
Pigeons and doves are underated. All wild birds are underated, its unfair.
My birthday is actualy on the month that in my language means pigeon/dove.
remember: the ‘holy’ white doves are just white rock doves, aka the common pigeon!
I LOVE charecters with big expresive eyes! How you can see every ounce of what they're feeling just by the eyes.
The ragging ocean, the peacefull forrest, clay, mirror, coal whatever eye collor, you can always see the charecter entire soul on display for the world in those eyes. Until you can't.
Until those same eyes are stareing straight at you. And theres nothing there. The ocean isn't still, it's just not there anymore. The forrest is gone, only the descelate ground.
The fear, the confusion, the concern you feel when you look into the eyes that always had every piece of their being on display, just to see nothing. You start to question everything.
What are they feeling? Do you not know them as well as you thought? Did you even know them? Are they just hidding their emotions? Or were they hidding this behind emotions? Are they just pretending? Were they always pretending?
What are the thinking? They are stareing at you and you're scared.
My mutual.
A true friend.
This is AMAZING!!!
A little white cat sat on the moon, wishing to visit the world below.
A little black rabbit joined them and saw the longing in their eyes.
"You can’t go there," spoke the little black rabbit, softly cleaning its silky black paws. "If you go there, you won't come back."
The little white cat sighed while still looking at the world and asked, "Rabbit, how can you be so sure I won't come back?"
The little black rabbit paused for a while before speaking.
"I know that you will leave one night and explore the world below. You will be amazed by everything you see and hear. You will fall in love with the world and forget about me. You won't see me again... You will forget Time and you won't come back..."
The little white cat stared at the world one moment longer, before dropping their gaze to look at the rabbit.
"Would that be so bad?" Questioned the little white cat, tilting his head curiously. "I would be happy if I forgot about Time."
"You would be happy," spoke the rabbit. "But I would be left alone. Time will be unhappy with you, and won't ever see you again."
"But I would be free and happy for Time."
"But I would be sad and alone for Happiness."
I don't know if this counts as a landscape, I drew it.
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How the little mermaid met the Prince, and what ensues 🐙
How does regret taste, after glory?