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Hi my non-existent audience
I haven't been around for a while, and in the future, this may happen often, very often, I want to develop this blog, but my efforts are often insufficient
I think I'll make it a rule to post something here at least once a week (the norm for this week has been met, by the way haha), but I can't promise anything
This blog will also serve as my personal diary, as I know that neither my family, friends, nor any of my acquaintances will read it (I hope you are lazy and uninterested enough not to click on the translation button)
+It will give me motivation to keep it going
+It might get people interested. I myself love to watch the drama in other people's lives through blogs, I rarely see people actually sharing something genuine in internet, that is not related to their happiness, and when I find it, well, it's gold
It might have been a mistake to treat it as a page that I'm developing for the sake of popularity and earnings, because I don't know how to manage a blog from a marketing perspective. I don't have those skills, and I'm not particularly interested in learning them, as the blog has become an overwhelming responsibility.That doesn't mean I won't keep trying, but I'll change my attitude.
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Even if you're a plaster David, you still need a manicure
Даже если ты гипсовый давид, тебе все равно нужен маникюр
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a gift for the wonderful person who writes this fanfic



I made it quickly so as not to lose inspiration, I hope you like it
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Недавно ездила с семьей в другой город на машине, и когда мы проезжали мимо вырубленных берез, от которых в такой тьме, которую освещали только фары машины, были виды лиш бледные силуэты, я представила, как будто среди этих огрызков деревьев затаился монстр с длинные белыми ногами, а его морда выплыла бы из темноты пугая смотрящих в окно вроде меня Звёзд я не увидела, что меня расстроило, хоть я люблю тьму
Recently, I was driving with my family to another city, and when we passed fallen birch trees that looked like pale silhouettes in the dark, illuminated only by car headlights, it seemed to me that a monster with long white legs was hiding among these stumps, and his face floated out of the darkness. darkness. I scare people who look out the window, just like me. I didn't see any stars, and that upset me, even though I love the dark.
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Я использую секретную художественную технологию - транспортир. Никому не говорите.
Завтра придет преподаватель и будет отбирать работы для просмотра, так что мне нужно довести до ума некоторые работы, но у меня нет нервов выровнять их не по линейке. Так же мне нужно будет обрезать бумагу по краям, чтобы рисунок был посередине, а не как на первой картинке.
I use a secret art technology - a protractor. Don't tell anyone.
Tomorrow the teacher will come and select the works for viewing, so I need to bring some works to mind, but I don't have the nerves to align them not according to the ruler. I will also need to trim the paper at the edges so that the drawing is in the middle, and not like in the first picture.



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The first pastel, I guess, I put a lot of meaning into this drawing for myself, so I am not embarrassed by the implementation
Even if it doesn't look super nice I like it
Первая пастель я полагаю, в этот рисунок я вложила много значения для себя, поэтому меня не смущает реализация
Даже если это не выглядит супер красиво мне нравится

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whiiiiiiiine/ныыыыыыть
I'm now in my first year of university and I'm coming to grips with reality.
first you will learn that you need to do 20 sketches a week
then 3 watercolor still lifes per week are added
then you realize that when the teacher talked about the allocated hours during which you can come to the office and draw after class, he did not mean your desire, this is mandatory, and it must be done in at least A2 format
The funny thing is that these hours are called free and if it weren’t for your teacher they would be like that
I want to study, but let me whine, because I just didn’t expect such a load, I’m thinking about starting to post it here, because this way I’ll save them on my computer and start posting at least something on the Internet, and I’ll also have more motivation draw them after 4 pairs
Сейчас я учусь на первом курсе университета и начинаю осознавать реальность.
сначала вы узнаете, что вам нужно делать 20 эскизов в неделю
затем добавляется 3 натюрморта акварелью в неделю
потом вы понимаете, что когда учитель рассказал о выделенных часах, в которые можно прийти в кабинет и порисовать после занятий, он не имел ввиду ваше желание, это обязательно, и делать это надо как минимум в формате А2
Самое смешное, что эти часы называются свободными, и если бы не ваш преподаватель, они были бы такими
я хочу учиться, но позволю себе поныть, потому что просто не ожидала такой нагрузки, подумываю начать выкладывать это сюда, ведь таким образом я сохраню их у себя на компьютере и начну выкладывать хоть что-то в интернет, и у меня будет больше мотивации рисовать их после 4 пар
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I draw scenes from real life. I think very useful for artists to be outside
This elderly lady looks angry, but she's not, it's just difficult to draw a contented life elderly person
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I got a new sketchbook, and the yellow background (warm as the sun) reminded me of your blog, and I wanted to make a fanart, and that's how it appeared. Thank you for your creativity❤
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