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*Got caught enjoying water*
“Now you know my secret I cannot let you leave”
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Painting Demo Thing~
I am aiming for sometime Sunday for the watercolor livestream? Like, afternoon? 3-ish East Coast US Time? Anyone who was planning to see this thing who that doesn’t work for?
Mostly I say all this because Sunday is the day I’m supposed to be posting my SWANniversary thing and I want to have it done before Sunday, so it’ll be worked on tonight and tomorrow to leave room for Lady Attempts To Impart Knowledge. I wasn’t planning on making the SWAN piece the demo, but it might be involved if need be. I have some random character heads to use properly, though.
THAT ALL SAID, my car would not start this morning and may or may not be largely fucked, so if it turns out I have to do a lot of shenanigans with car this weekend, I may have to postpone this thingawhatsit until next weekend.
I will keep you posted and all that jazz~
i got stuck in a loop of thinking about white star bar nonsense today at work
i made a bunch of really rudimentary doodles so i wouldn’t lose all my ideas, so now my sketchbook is full of really chaotic sass
“It looks really good so far!”
“Edgar I’ve literally done one row of stitches. You don’t need to inflate my fragile ego every five minutes.”
Edgar has a problem
:D :D
This dialog makes me smile so hard my face hurts, also WOW, I love everything on Johnny, holy shit. Star shirt and excessive face stuff and headphones and goodness, yay~
I am so happy when I see other people draw my awful musical babies, thank you~~~
Hey, this post may contain sexually explicit content, so we’ve hidden it from public view.
Biblio-Mat books, which vary widely in size and subject matter, cost two dollars. The machine was conceived as an artful alternative to the ubiquitous and often ignored discount sidewalk bin. When a customer puts coins into it, the Biblio-Mat dramatically whirrs and vibrates as the machine is set in motion. The ring of an old telephone bell enhances the thrill when the customer’s mystery book is delivered with a satisfying clunk into the receptacle below.
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Some guy:
Frank, you have scissors?
Renee:
oh god no, we don't give Frank scissors. I'll give you mine.
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