I really wanted to try out this skin tutorial I found, along with some hair shading too.
If you're wondering why she's crying?
Feel free to come up with whatever reason you feel like.
I was just feeling very... Tired today. I managed to forget that I had a headache while drawing this, but yeah... My inspiration tends to lean towards however I'm feeling at the time so make of that what you will.
Though a good sleep should deal with my headache.
Hopefully.
ANyhoO
What better way to vent your frustrations than through art?
On a totally unrelated note, I discovered- the day before I had to leave for camp two weeks ago- that stress is wonderful fuel for disturbingly morbid inspiration!
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And before I stop, I just want to say that I am SO proud of this thing-
Like. It turned out almost exactly how I wanted it to!
yknow AI art has ruined an entire genre of painting to me, i saw one of those smooth anime-realism pieces and immidiately thought ''ugh, AI art'' until i noticed it was posted by an established deviantart user 6 years ago. like ive never been a huge fan of that genre but it looks like a pretty difficult style to master and i feel bad for the artists who specialized in anime-realism only to have their entire market jacked by people typing keywords into midjourney.
the youtube "stop drawing like this" community doesn't want you to know this but you can shade however you want forever btw. it doesn't have to make sense in fact you should actively be pissing people off with how inaccurate your light source is
HUGE shout out to purple for being the only color that has like no losers. Deep purple royal purple bluish purple redish purple pastel purple dusty purple lavender periwinkle violet like. Banger after banger after banger!!
I never watched BBC Sherlock or engaged in the fandom and being into original Sherlock Holmes in the year 2024 feels like frolicking in a meadow that’s grown up over a battlefield. Occasionally a war weary veteran with shadows in their eyes will find me. “Don’t you know what happened in this place?” they ask me. “I literally don’t,” I reply, and go back to drawing guys from 1895.