I Made Some Charactertured Heads Of My Dog Harris. He Has A Very Big Nose. Me And My Sister Make All

Always be clear on the due date, kids.  *facepalm*

Beautiful feather texture!

One of my favorite birds is the bittern and one of my favourite dinosaurs is troodon! That's why I combined them into one! By giving this prehistoric creature a marking inspired by this wonderful bird.

This film is woefully underrated. I wish more of the general public would talk about it. In the circles I’m in it usually just ends up being a bunch of animators talking about it. More accurately we are usually discussing the amount of work animating a horse is lol.

Spirit: Stallion of The Cimarron & the Indian Boarding Schools/Residential Schools allegory

my rw sona/oc first drawing is inspired by kociamieta's five pebbles art

Toothless for How To Train Your Dragon live action.

All of these are so cool!

Tumblr Tuesday: Speculative Species

Did you hear? They've found the golden mole! It still exists! It just took a break from being perceived. What a mood. Here are some other animals that totally exist, too. Just your very normal collection of animal art, really. This is one of those where you'll want to click through on the attributions below the art. For context. For transformation. For taxonomy. It's all there. The level of detail for these friendly animals that definitely exist is quite unhinged in the best way.

@exobiotica:

@villiedoom:

@dokupine:

@extrajigs:

@remotus11:

@yellosnacc:

@steinntroll:

@cathchicken:

@insectghost:

@charseraph:

@tickfleato:

@kattheerat:

@juicyolpickle:

Dark misty forest that is actualy pretty.

by: 大地の風景

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

Chuffed

I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

tiny death roll

Reminds me of the rock pools in the Avatar movie

🍂 Shop Update! 🍂

The shop has been restocked, check it out at nymla.se

Is this a sculpture or a trinket/jewelry dish or an alien? This creature is one of those looking for a new caring home.

I named it 🍄Mushroom Mountain🍄 becaause, as you might have noticed, it's jampacked with fungi inspired details. In the "cups" there's melted and crackled glass (which is why this one is not for food). Also, I did miss to put glass in one of the cups! Can you spot the one who is not like the others? 😅

Hope you like!