Workin on a new piece
I need a scanner.
Quick, waiting-for-my-mom doodle ^^
reblog and make a wish!
this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
Made my own mala today composed of hemp, bone, wood, and rudraksha needs :) I’m so happy with how it turned out
Charts show how history’s most brilliant people scheduled their days
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my favorite art doc
it never ends
My whole life in a gif.
Made a simple toy for mah kitty instead of paying $20 for the same thing
Improved the tree ^^
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Anytime it comes to art I’m always worried about making every detail “perfect” but what is perfect when it comes to style?
When can I accept imperfection as a perfection of my style? I suppose I need to discover the nature and composition of what my “style” is. What makes it, it. But then again, who’s to say that when I find the answer, that that is what I won’t endlessly strive for? That particular type of work.
I keep trying to have these ideals in my head of “style” and “perfection” and reaching a certain expectation I set for myself. All it’s doing is limiting me, whereas I could be experimenting and making my “mistakes” someone else’s “art”.
Why does there have to be a “right” and a “wrong” when it comes to ones own work, why can’t it simply “be”? I need to keep reminding myself this.
Anything! Love letters, anon hate, ANYTHING!!!!
ANYTHING I DON’T CARE!!!
Anon hate is my fav
ask me things.
I doubt anything will happen
Please people no one ever messages me
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