Some doodles from school today.
Might work on an actual grayscale sketch of my ocs or something before I go to bed.
I like all the prime assets actually
been meaning to make some art but i have been absolutely hammered by what im 87% sure is a stomach bug when im not at school, i will try to draw stuff this weekend 💔
Hello there everyone👋🇵🇸🍉
I hope this appeal finds you well. My name is Mahmoud Fathy Izzeddeen. I'm 34 years old single. I'm from Palestine and I am currently living in Gaza. The city has been witnessing a very brutal genocide for more than a year and that caused us big problems and challenges in getting important things for my family. My family are five siblings one of whom is an autistic young brother, he constantly needs very special care and mental medicine. My parents are hypertensive and heart patients my mother is type 3 diabetic patient. The genocide has impaired all my chances and efforts of finding a job as almost all schools have been bombed and the still-erected schools are shelters for displaced people. I was forced to use up all my money during the displacement and now I don't have enough money to buy the essentials of my household.
I need your support really bad. I seek donations to help me and my family get safer and more decent life outside the conflict. zone .your donation, no matter the size, would have a profound impact on the lives of my family members. 🇵🇸
I hope you take my cause seriously because it's vitally important.
Thanks in advance. ❤️🍉🍉
A message to the world on Christmas from the heart of the war in Gaza Oh world, while you light candles and decorate Christmas trees here in Gaza, darkness devours children’s dreams and rubble replaces holiday decorations.
May your holiday be blessed, but where is the glory of humanity in the groans of mothers and the screams of children from fear, terror and hunger? Where is your humanity? We are not asking for much. We are asking for the world to feel safe, to see our children who have been deprived of their childhood and the homes that have been turned into graves.
At a time when you gather around the dining table on the holiday, our children cannot find a living or clothes and sleep under a tent that does not protect them from the cold or the rain. Our dreams and the dreams of our children have been destroyed. We appeal to your hearts before your minds to be with us, support us and donate to us so that we can live like the world. Pray for us and ask God to lift the affliction from us.
"the honor of a man"
them big ol’ eyes
Volker pre-Murkoff during WW2
(heavily referenced from Pinterest)