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emmbrr · 3 months

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✷ blue jay ✷

#artists on tumblr #my art #illustration #children’s books illustrators #illustrators on tumblr #nature illustration #birds #birbfest2024 #digital painting

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newriverartist · 5 months

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Always great to sell Prints!

Claytor Lake Dock Original 40″ x 30″ Oil painting 338.00 https://kendall-kessler.pixels.com/featured/claytor-lake-dock-kendall-kessler.html Always great to sell prints and this is the first print sale of this painting. I am very pleased with Claytor Lake Dock. Be sure use the link to get a better look! I mostly sell Wall Art Prints but this time the print is on a puzzle. It is nice to think…

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#Blue Ridge paintings #Charlotte NC paintings #children paintings #Claytor lake paintings #gazebo paintings #Kendall Kessler Art #mountain paintings #pawleys island paintings

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vanessagillings · 10 months

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What's up, glowy fox?

This was a test painting for a gallery show but I ended up deciding to go in a different direction. I wasn't really happy with the technique I used on the fox (it's too textured for my liking) -- but I thought I'd share it anyway.

Happy Tuesday, everyone! 🌿

#children's illustration #gouache painting #fox spirit #traditional media #artists on tumblr

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dryemiddi · 2 months

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Every time I think about the Tree of Feelings I can't help but be a little underwhelmed at how the most popular depictions of it is just. the tree. on a hill. surrounded by miles of nothing but grass and maybe a few houses in the distance.

Yeah, no thanks. I'll just go with my own interpretation on this one

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laurenillustrated · 9 months

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Little Alice in Wonderland 🫖

My little sister created the character design and I illustrated it! Trying to replicate a vintage story book feeling! 🫶

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calista-222 · 5 months

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I've been playing Sky a lot lately :D

#my art #sky #sky children of the light #scotl #digital art #digital drawing #painting #digital painting #art block kicked my butt and I don't know if I'm fully back to drawing but I'm trying!!

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misforgotten2 · 11 months

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There’s a party in every bucket.

Our Wonderful World 1969, 1961, 1960, 1959, 1951

#Illustration #vintage illustration #children's illustration #paint #spill #funny #humor #humour

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strawberrystepmom · 7 months

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cw children, cw families. gojo and f!reader were idiots in love and they are now married and have a baby. my effortlessly good painter gojo hc won out over being normal in my brain today so yeah. reader is referred to as mom/mama/mother and princess, satoru makes a joke about readers breasts. wc 1.1k

Your morning has started far quieter than they usually do.

The day is overcast, no sunshine through your floor to ceiling bedroom windows, but you don’t mind. It feels good to embrace the cloudy days that have come with the changing of seasons, no harsh light to shock you awake. That job will be for your identical menaces in the coming months, the gummy smile of your morning person nine month old and her unabashedly obsessed father Satoru always eager to be your twin alarm clocks with their giggling and playful babbling at each other.

There’s nothing they love more than giving you the gift of four identical blue eyes blinking at you while you come to your senses every morning. You can almost admit aloud that you’ve become a morning person since becoming a parent, the delightful giggles of your daughter giving you the motivation to conquer anything and everything you can.

For today though, you wake gently, softly rolling from your side to flat on your back but something feels off. There are no hushed giggles, no silly songs being recited with children’s show host precision.

Your bed is empty and quiet and you feel…sad. Perhaps in the past you would’ve found this to be a luxury - no freakishly long limbs of your husband starfished across the bed to keep you pinned to it, no baby to tug at the earrings you forgot to take out last night, but instead it just feels like a less welcome start to the day.

Lingering in bed doesn’t feel good so you roll again, dropping your legs over the edge and sliding your feet into your waiting slippers. Scuffing across the floor, you yawn and stop in your tracks hearing voices from inside Satoru’s closet.

Well, a voice and some baby giggles, anyway.

“Can you say mama?”

Leaning against the door frame of the walk in, you stifle a laugh listening to your husband babble at his little girl who babbles back excitedly. Peeking around the corner, you see him standing in front of the portrait of you that he painted on your 24th birthday, little babe held to his chest and leaning her head on his shoulder.

“That’s her, that’s right. Your perfect mom.”

He sighs and your heart squeezes watching the two of them sway side to side, your baby who is growing into an independent toddler every day reaching out as if she recognizes your face. You’re sure she does, actually; the painting is an impeccable likeness and it still frustrates you 6 years later that he managed to become so good at a craft you’ve spent your life working on in less than a month.

Someday you’ll tell her the entire story, your version of it anyway. For now you’re content to let her father tell his side considering it was one of the most grand and romantic gestures he had performed at the time in an effort to show you how serious he was about your relationship.

“Listen, little girl,” he starts, unknowing that he has captured both of your attention. “I know I’m going to have to tell you this again eventually but do not ever bring a man or woman or anyone else into this house that loves you less than I love your mother.”

She coos at the sound of his voice and he chuckles down at her, kissing the downy white hair atop her head.

“I mean it. If they won’t stay up for four nights straight to get a start on painting your nose from memory, leave ‘em behind.”

With this, you giggle and the attention of both of your menaces is captured. Your daughter squeals from over Satoru’s shoulder, holding one little hand out and making a grabbing motion and he copies her excited babbling with his own.

“My little tricksters snuck out of bed this morning!”

Grinning, you cradle your little girl against your chest and kiss her temple, inhaling the clean smell of her shampoo and skin. She’s been bathed and everything.

“You’re the best.”

You feel the need to remind Satoru at this moment and he grins, bending to give you a good morning kiss.

“Duh.”

Giggling, you let your wiggly daughter settle herself and the three of you stand in front of the painting. You recognize the younger woman permanently captured in it, the soft lovesick look in her eyes, and it amuses you to know he took extra time to capture you exactly like that. Hopelessly in love.

He could capture you using the same medium and you’d look identical to how you did back then - utterly stricken.

“Did you really stay up practicing for four nights?”

“Princess, I stayed up practicing for four weeks.”

You snort, looking up at him from the corner of your eye.

“There’s no need to embellish now, you’ve already won me over.”

He shrugs, pulling the two of you close to his chest. He leans over his little family, cheek resting against the top of your head.

“But what if I never want to stop winning you?”

You reach up and brush his hair off of his forehead affectionately. Every touch you give him is full of love and every glance carries tenderness.

There will come a time when your daughter will be old enough to gawk at the love the two of you have for one another. Maybe she’ll stick her tongue out and roll her eyes just as you remember her father doing more than once or perhaps she’ll simply smile and hide her face in the collar of her shirt, dreaming of a love like what’s in front of her someday.

“I mean, I could paint you again. You are coming up on the big three oh and I have to say that a few things have grown since back then if you know what I mean.”

He waggles his eyebrows suggestively and drops his voice suggestively low. You flick him on the forehead and laugh about it, your daughter joining in on your giggles as a nine month old is apt to do.

The thing you hope she’ll understand the most is that sometimes love isn’t just big paintings and grand gestures and sweet looks. It’s being grounded enough to give each other a hard time when things are good and a good time when things are hard.

You are fortunate enough to have the best of everything with her father.

“Let’s go make breakfast, Monet.”

You turn on your heel and your husband follows closely behind, small steps to match your own. He looks over his shoulder one final time to look at the painting of you on his closet wall and he smiles, soft and warm.

“Whatever you say, my muse.”

#gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #satoken #kendall writes #the way I have the actual story of the painting itself written too my word #cw children #cw families

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joytherabbit · 1 month

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i don't know how delirium will look like, but i'll draw it anyway.

#the sandman #the sandman fanart #the sandman fandom #dc #dc fanart #dca fandom #dc characters #dc comics #illustration #children illustration #dream of the endless #loard morpheus #delirium of the endless #the snadman netflix #procreate #digital painting

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mossyllogical · 25 days

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get parried nerd

#i don't have access to a pc right now so i tried finger painting on my phone #the children are f i g h t i n g #my art #hk fanart #hollow knight #hk hornet #hk ghost #hollow knight hornet #hollow knight ghost

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life-imitates-art-far-more · 1 month

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Albert Anker (1831-1910) "Knitting girl watching the toddler in the cradle" (1885) Oil on canvas Currently in a private collection

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julianplum · 6 months

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🐦‍⬛🫐 🥧 🐦‍⬛ ✨ prompt 12 // pie & feast // gouache on hot press paper

#my art #four & twenty blackbirds reject being baked in a pie #feast on it instead #gouache #illustration #painting #cottagecore #art #artists on tumblr #picture book illustration #artober #13 days of art #nursery rhyme #children's books #picture book #birds #blackbird #blueberries #bird art

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newriverartist · 1 year

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Why would Ants have Umbrellas?

Birthday Party or A Child’s View Original 40″ x 25″ oil painting $10050.00 https://manage.wix.com/dashboard/4ec45240-3212-4bfa-b08b-494f840c9148/store/categories/list/category/647949c7-ef59-e1b8-e215-35fdc87754b2/product/87e0e61b-2806-cec0-dddd-ab72231a2357 I have the strangest dreams. I guess we all do. This morning I woke up after watching ants with umbrellas marching in a line by my wall. I…