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sarahopkinsart · 2 years
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Little mandrake on wood 🌿
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inkywoods · 2 years
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monstermonger · 9 months
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A Night Sky in the Woods
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morggo · 7 months
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White Stag
Gouache and ink on wood panel, 6x8"
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fairydrowning · 1 year
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"I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?"
– Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
"If you remember me, then I don't care if everybody else forgets."
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
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freakfunkle-art · 2 months
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i’ve spent the past week(?) working on an ink block print in one of my art classes and it’s finally done!!
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i’m quite proud of this, especially because i’ve never done ink printing before.
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wordsandwatercolor · 1 month
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Bonfire Forest
I love living in a place where once a year, all of nature turns my favorite colors.
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trashmammal69 · 7 months
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Affinity
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Inspired by @hellsley ‘s art!!!
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several-mice · 2 months
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“Why to thine own self be true when it is you who are the problem? not the things you do but something sick inside.”
A drawing based on BlackBoxWarrior-OKULTRA
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parakid · 9 months
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Ink and gouache on 12" wood for the Circles Show at Giant Robot Store opening this July 29th - August 15th!
Reception 6-9 pm, please check it out!
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daniellasalamao · 3 months
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Study with watercolor and gouache
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glasswaters · 5 months
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i want to be a real boy, said the puppet to the fairy. i am too loud and too wooden. i cannot understand the softness of their skin.
when i lie, my nose grows. when i am lied to, nothing happens to them at all. they smile. their eyes shine, wet with salt-water. my wrists are bound with string, my ankles are threaded with wire.
when i open my mouth, out comes a scream, as a felled tree, bleeding sap. i've shattered the windows and bent the door.
i've broken my father's heart.
have i not given all i had within me to give? did i not shave myself hollow to offer a handful of wood chips and sawdust to anyone who would smile at me? my walls are thin, by now, and my voice is a haunting within my own head. when the sun is strong enough, it shines right through me.
as though i was made of glass, like the fine porcelain dolls in their fine silk dresses and their fine leather shoes. those chubby-red cheeks, polished to the noblest of shines.
smooth as aged pebbles, they do not hurt the palms that hold them unless dropped.
i have taken sandpaper to the high points of me. the rough, first, no matter how it hurt to hold it. no matter the mess. my father taught me well. i will not splinter if you touch me.
i will not lie. i will dance the dance, i will drink the drink, i will breathe only when i am told. i will sink this pining body into the sea. for my father, i will rot.
only make me soft. give me lungs and a beating, bleeding heart.
make me right, said the puppet to the fairy, make me whole.
silly little heartwood, said the fairy to the puppet, you are real. how else would you cry? there is nothing wrong with you.
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inkywoods · 2 years
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handlinepic · 26 days
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nintendonut1 · 2 months
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Woodburning tattoos
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marisashorror · 6 months
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Stairs in the Woods
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