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midnight parade

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Weird Little Guys (3D scanned goodwill objects + song)

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Let me tell you about my favorite genre of animatics - flight scenes

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Been trying to get into the habit of doing a warm up sketch every morning

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panel dreams 🌃🪴♀♀

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Some recent photos :)

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Wilhelm pantomime costume design (1890-1910) PNGs, part 3

(from: vam)

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The Magnus Archives Season 4 finale

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Life drawing studies from a colour drawing class :)

There's something kinda fun about drawing big and quickly, especially with chalk pastels.

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Messing around with photo editing in procreate

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Birbs got some funny little eyeballs. Totally friendly, definitely doesn’t know your secrets.

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Short Story - Voices in the Woods

Most of this is narration, but quotes mean it's spoken. Came up with this listening to this song, but the idea is centered around getting lost in the woods with a nasty little voice inside your head.

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Alone on a path.

You are alone.

How does it feel?

Is it calming?

Unnerving?

How do you feel?

Is it comforting? Being all alone. In the middle of the woods?

Are you scared?

Why would you be scared? It’s not like there isn’t anything hiding in the woods?

You should be scared.

Does your mind like to play little tricks?

Of course it does.

Was that a noise?

Of course it was.

How do you feel?

…

…

…

I think it’s gotten colder.

I think it’s gotten darker.

It’s lonely in the woods.

It feels fimilar.

Maybe you were ment to be here.

But it dosen’t welcome you.

It resent’s you.

For everything you’ve done.

You want it to though,

To welcome you.

But your an outsider.

You can’t be welcomed.

Leave.

But you have no where to go,

do you?

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…

…

" Who am I? "

Your not supposed to know that.

You can try.

But your mind won’t let you, will it?

Because to know me is to know what you don’t want to know.

To see what you don’t want to see.

Because I know everything.

I know who you are.

You are lost in the woods.

With no way home.

No way out.

You cannot leave.

But you cannot stay.

… 

… 

… 

Do you even know who you are?

You’ve been here too long.

You don’t

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Rember.

…

Do you.

…

You cannot stay.

The forest dosen’t welcome you.

You have to leave.

You. have. to. leave.

But you have no where to go.

Is there even somewhere to go?

You don’t know.

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…

…

" Was that a noise? "

Keep walking.

" Were those eyes? "

Don’t look.

" What’s that smell? "

Don’t think about it.

You can feel something pulse against the ground.

A low rumble that chills your bones.

It’s coming closer.

Fast.

Really Fast.

Run.

What are you running from?

You don’t have time to think about it.

Who are you running from?

KEEP MOVING.

Why are you running?

DON’T STOP.

" Why am I running? "

DON’T STOP.

" You haven’t told me why? "

STOP!

Close your eyes.

Don't breathing.

It will hear you.

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…

…

Your alone again.

I guess it found you boring.

Pity.

...

How do you feel?

Are you scared?

You should be.

Are you frightened?

I would hope so.

Because this place dosen’t welcome you.

But you don’t even know who you are anymore.

Where are your shoes?

Did you even have them to begin with?

Surely you must have.

But you don’t really know anymore do you.

This all must be so confusing.

But don’t worry.

I know everything.

An I know that dosen’t matter anymore.

Because you are lost.

An you will never find your way home.

Lost to wonder forever.

With only my guidance to lead you astray.

But you have nobody else.

Only me.

So you will listen.

Willingly.

Resentfully.

It does not matter.

Because you are alone.

An I am all that’s left of you.

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How do you feel?

Is it calming?

Is it unnerving?

" No. "

" It’s, so cold. "

" And so dark. When did it get this dark? "

" I don’t want to be alone. "

Don't worry.

You're never really alone.

You have me.

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Was bored last night, so decidedly to do some late night animation. Hands can be pretty handy references :)

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#The lights refraction in this is so cool

girl help im trapped in resin

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Dr. Heller inspects the skull of a victim of the 1806 Mycelium infections, an epidemic that decimated a village in the south of France. The fungus grew into the bone, creating ossified structures that broke out of the skin to spread spores.

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Wanted to try punching something out in an evening. So we have robots on the sea wall. 🤖

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my mom got me this little thing and im obsessed with him.... little creature..