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Hey. Iâm gonna break down how to draw a Black/African/Dark Skinned personâs lips.
Hello! In celebration of a new year, Iâm gonna show all of you a tip how to draw lips for Black/African/Dark Skinned people.Â
If youâre drawing a black/dark skinned person, the top lip is a slight step above or below their actual skin tone while the bottom lip can range from a faded pink to brown.Â
Black/African menâs and womenâs lip lean towards ânude/palm of the handâ makeup color. Some cases itâs pink but everyoneâs lip color varies from pink to brown. In my experience of going outside my house, the darker the person, the pinker the bottom lip is while the lighter brown skin lips will be closer to their actual skin tone.
Another note is that the pink /brown tone on the bottom of the lip is near the slit of the mouth, not the complete lip like lipstick makeup. Try adding different tones to a lip and blending both top and bottom lips together because everyoneâs different! A very good detail to remember.Â
TL;DR: USE A REFERENCE. GOOGLE IMAGE SEARCH DOESNâT BITE! Thank you for your time! Go out and draw them awesome dark skinned characters and people!
God I fucking hate Olaf the snowman so fucking much holy shit. Holy shit, every frame heâs in, every scene, every gif, every jpeg, heâs got this painfully vacant, stupid as shit, fuckass look on his stupid lumpy face. Absolutely no part of his ugly as sin piece of shit character design is endearing. His stupid fucking legs? Who the hell makes a snowman with legs. His dumb flaily fucking twig arms? His shitty, lumpy bastard head? The three thousand percent unnecessary dumbass shitass fucking SNOW BUCK TOOTH that no snowman has EVER FUCKING HAD IN tHE HISTORY OF GODâS GREEN FUCKING EARTH? God, I hate him. I hate him so much. So FUCKING much. Every time I see a stuffed toy Olaf or an Olaf gif or a shitty goddamn commercial, it ignites my primal rage response and Iâm overcome by the need to punt this shitty little homunculus into the fucking sun. âBhurr blur, Iâm Olaf the fuckshit snow fucker, I like warm hugsâ. Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you. You look like Tow Mater summoned a patronus. Your dumb fucking twig hair makes your whole shitty head look like a hairy skin tag. I hate your dumb fucking lumpy carrot nose and your stupid, empty googly eyes and your over-the-top goofy ass upbeat asshole personality. Any scene heâs sad it invokes all the wrath and fury of a spoiled child having a meltdown over a chocolate bar in a w*lmart checkout line. And I know its irrational. Thatâs the worst part. I know heâs just a shitty fucking side character in a stupid fucking childrenâs movie, I know it doesnât matter, I know I shouldnât care. But thatâs part of the problem. The part where no matter the might and fury of my hatred, the locus of my homicidal intent is alltogether inconsequential. I find myself laying awake in the dark in the early hours of the morning consumed by the spirit of Wrath itself, all the force and might of a flaming hurricane directed at a bottle of piss in a ditch by the highway. The absurdity of it all burns me to my core. What better things could this energy be directed towards? And yet my disdain for this stupid, useless, insubstantial failure of endearing character design utterly eclipses the intrigue of all other pursuits. I hate him. I hate him on a level of my mind reserved for the worst of the worldâs array of sinners, and I canât even begin to justify it. Shitstick the snow dick is, for all intents and purposes, the animated corpse of all of humanityâs saccharine pretenses- every condescending, passive-aggressive statement of meaningless upper middle class suburban drama distilled into a single, hateable form. The fucking. Fuck. I have no words. There is no cuss or epithet in any language that can encapsulate the height of the emotions I am experiencing. God, I hate him so much. I hate him so, so fucking much. I want to light his ugly little dumpster body on fire. I want to graphically beat him to death with his own stupid fucking nose. I want to punch him to death. You know that weird feeling you get, when you see a picture of something so cute you find yourself overcome with the bizarre, inexplicable urge to squeeze it? Itâs EXACTLY like that, except instead of cuteness itâs disgust. The wordless knowledge that his existence as a fictional work is evidence of all the failures of mankind. I find myself possessed by the will of a Holy Angel gone rogue with the belief that God has made a mistake, and I alone must correct it. This is the trial by which Samael himself fell from grace. This wild, meaningless rage. A thousand blades of shining steel cast with inhuman force in the direction of a plastic grocery bag floating on a breeze. What horrors must I have committed in a past life to be plagued by this torment now? I must Unmake this fictional snowman
Itâs here !! The guide for two-legged people who donât know how to draw wheelchairs !!!
7 pages of infodump !
Disclaimer : I donât know everything, I have one (1) experience of wheelchair user who used both bad and good chairs, and I share what I learned.
Image description :
1) Calvin in his wheelchair saying âyoâ under a huge title âhow to draw manual wheelchairs properly by Calvin Arium, a wheelchair user comic artistâ.
2) A character says âmy character self propels in a chair that was outdated in 1970 lolâ
Calvin says âso it looks like you two legged people donât know the difference between an hospital chair and a chair made to be independantâ
an arrow point the crapppy chair, saying âwe never want to see this againâ
a bubble says âthe hospital chair is extremely unpractical, tough considering itâs cheaper than a good custom chair a lot of us have only thisâ
3) a character hurt himself trying to reach the wheels of the hospital chair. Several arrows point why the chair is unpractical : âhigh backrest restrain shoulders movementâ âhuge armrest restrains wheel accessâ âseparated footrest : amovible, cheap, bulkyâ âx structure, foldable but heavyâ âhuge front casters for stabilityâ âheavy wheelsâ
4) Several arrows point an active wheelchair (the KSL by KĂŒshall) : âusually no armrestâ âa low backrest allow more movementâ âlight, design, ferning expersiveâ âspecial cushion to avoind injuriesâ âknee angle is usually 90°â âone single piece of frame, sometimes entirely weldedâ âweight : from 4 to 10kgâ âoften rigidâ âcenter of the wheel is the center of gravityâ âhigher quality wheels : less spikesâ
5) A hand grab different parts of the wheel, pushing harder in the second half. Bubbles says âsome have gloves, some donât. The hand must grab the biggest area possible. Less movement = more energy. This is a common but not only way to push.Calvin is on his back wheels, rolling on grass and dirt
bubble says âpopping a wheelie is when a wheelchair user rolls on their back wheels to roll on every complicated surface.
6) several drawings illustrate the folding frame, the ergonomic but rigid and expensive backrest, the separated footrest (only for folding frame), the handles, the folding handles, athe amovibles handles, or no handles, the cool fancy loopwheels, the pretty custom colorsÂ
7) More Features ! The fancy rigid-foldable frame, the anti tippers (sometimes used by beginners), the motorization (wheels, smart drive) when propelling yourself is difficult
Calvin says âand now vroom vroom motherfuckersâ
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