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moonyartsblog · 4 months
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Series 11 Post 6: Turquoise is the color of calm and communication. It is joy infused with feelings of sweetness and vitality. According to color therapy, its composition combines the purifying benefits of green with the refreshing benefits of blue. In addition, being the color of the sea, it is associated with the myth of Atlantis: it recalls the depths, the unconscious, the place that gives rise to life.Turquoise is freedom, immensity; those who carry it find in it serenity and balance in their emotions.
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moonyartsblog · 2 months
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Series 14 post 4: I think, by now, you have figured it out. With gorillas I have an immense love and, that same love, spills over to these young ladies and young ladies.
Next is her, the most candied of primate creatures; the musical soul and heart of a mother, Mae. 🩷
PS: Thanks to Pinterest and all those wonderful creators of these wonders that I wanted to keep as a back.
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moonyartsblog · 2 months
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Just right a mini-snack announcing, cheerfully, that from Tuesday series No. 13 and 14 will begin ❤️
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moonyartsblog · 1 year
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I had been thinking of doing a similar portrait for some time but, sigh, I had few opportunities in the past to satisfy my desire. In the end, however, between a series and a drawing I succeeded and I am very happy to introduce you to the Mukasa—Carter family ❤️ Yes, Sunday will be regular release and we will have the "family" parallel to these three cinnamonrolls 💕💕 I loved portraying the family unit in an intimate moment, where they were just themselves and not "Night Queen" "Right Hand" and the future "Iconic Superstar".  Above all to show an unedited slice of life where sweetness, love and complicity are the masters. 🥺❤️
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moonyartsblog · 1 year
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Saint Valentine Special: Series 8 Post 2
“A soap bubble is the most beautiful and most elegant thing in nature. I wonder how much a soap bubble would cost if there was only one in the world.”
A famous phrase, Mark Twain, went just like that and, Stan, could easily understand it if that rule would also apply to people. Why yes, for the man her beloved Mae was like a soap bubble: beautiful, elegant, fragile in her existence but powerful in climbing ever higher to reach immensity. Twain also wondered how much it might cost if there was only one. Stan could answer that it would be priceless because, as it is unique and inimitable, the more its value would be incalculable. A chameleon-like soap bubble that dressed in a thousand colors and in countless colors its soul was… Priceless, extraordinary, wonderful, its Mae who, incomparable, knew how to make him a child again to transform him and make him grow into a man in the blink of an eye. eyelash. In this week dedicated to love, he too, like Marcus and Clay, would live on memories that his memory lovingly cradles but which devour and torment the soul with unprecedented ferocity. In a now locked toilet, inaccessible to anyone except him and his daughter, Stan keeps the image of theirs in a cloud of soap bubbles sprung from the soap that his wife loved so much. Laughter, thoughts, future projects, his white fur with those cherry hairs, his eyes that shone like the most precious of diamonds still echo within the walls.
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moonyartsblog · 1 year
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This series has also come to an end and sadness fills my heart in announcing this. So, with the unique and different love that each of them inspires me, I leave you with…
Today Mae as...
Series 6 Post 24: Goddesses and Muse of erotic and choral/lyrical poetry, literature, science, and the arts.
🌸 Her name seems to mean "lovable" and derives from Eros, following what Apollonius of Rhodes suggests in his invocation to Erato which opens the third book of the Argonautica. 
🌸  Each muse presides over an art, in our case Erato is the Muse of love poetry and choral singing. The traditional iconography of Erato is that of a young woman, with her head surrounded by a crown made of roses and myrtles.
🌸 Erato was the daughter of Zeus and the Titaness Mnemosyne, and the sister to Calliope, Clio, Euterpe, Melpomene, Polyhymnia, Terpsichore, Thalia and Urania. Her father gave Erato to Malus, as a bride and by him became the mother of Cleophema who bore Aegle by Phlegyas.
🌸 Other representations may show her holding a golden arrow, reminding one of the "eros", the feeling that she inspires in everybody, and at times she is accompanied by the god Eros, holding a torch.
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moonyartsblog · 1 year
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Serie 8 Post 9: A daughter destined to be a mother like this is as rare as it is precious. She one of a kind of her, clad entirely in a white fur matched only by the purity of the snow she can only make you fall in love with those deep and bright blue/turquoise eyes. It is her affection and her dynamism, then, that makes you think of a little goddess ready to allay your worries. But don't be fooled that it's so easy to steal her heart, first you have to overcome /if you can!/ her one, true, first love: Stan. 
Without too much hesitation or hesitation let's find out what, Mae, keeps in her bag: Obviously the phone, the inseparable pulse oximeter, a pair of sunglasses and a mini fan to beat the heat.
And like any self-respecting Diva, she couldn't help but bring a large makeup pouch with her. 
To crown and frame her most beautiful love dream the one that adorns her hand and shows off with so much pride and pride: the wedding ring that binds her, for eternity, to her beloved Stan of her.
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moonyartsblog · 2 years
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Training for Mae, just like her daughter June, is of utmost importance.
When June and Johnny were little, this beautiful lady certainly didn't want to waste precious time in the gym.
But, she preferred to have fun and, in doing so, she did not even notice that she was training.
What did she like most? to see those two little monkeys who, clinging to their arms, swayed each time she lifted them.
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moonyartsblog · 2 years
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At birth, Anitha left the baton to Mae.
Wonderful candied creature born among many other blacks, this little girl is immediately loved and admired not only for her rare beauty but also for her good and kind character towards all creatures.
She grew in strength and goodness and, with her, her beauty too was among the many talents of her that she counted.
Posed as the most charming of the village, this white princess, she was noble at heart and no one could resist the urge to show her off at their side as a joint.
A thousand and more requests for marriage, just as many that the girl refused in order not to take away from one or all the others.
Her water-colored eyes reflected her regret at rejecting her proposals until that day when, now in the early teens, her mother allowed her to leave to visit new lands... land, actually.
Having left alone and returning with her, Mae was welcomed again with a great jubilee which, alas, drew many contrary glances for the man who accompanied her.
Not very reassuring, he looks like a criminal, he can be violent.
But she Anitha knew it, she saw it.
Mae shone like a star in that dark sky which was Stan's mantle.
She was happy, her daughter.
This mattered to her and she was aware of this.
The only thing that turned her off were those traditional clothes that she so admired and loved but found so unsuitable for her.
When she dressed them her gaze was painted with seriousness, those eyes full of joie de vivre became hard and revealed the weight of a culture and such an important role.
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moonyartsblog · 2 years
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Series 5 post 30: Big Strong Mom.
Mae despite the condition of her that she considers and knows to be a physical defect that penalizes her entire life, she never gives up and leads to the best of the gift that heaven and her mother have given her.
Lover of music as much as of the gym, this girl used to work out with her best friend, Sabine.
This woman has spent countless hours perfecting her body by loving it the way it should be.
She for so long she hated her fur, so white and delicate that she just wished to disappear so that no one else would notice how different she was from all the other gorillas.
But she then she understood.
She realized that she was perfect the way she was and that if anyone were to love her, she had to accept her as she was.
She is unique and rare in what, in the eyes of many, was a disability.
So Stan arrived who loved her at first sight and, immediately shaking her hands, they created her balance and perfection: Black and White, Day and Night, Yin and Yang.
From that day Mae knew in her heart that she was born not only for the love of her mother and the will of heaven but, above all, to be complementary to what she will be her husband.
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moonyartsblog · 2 years
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I missed the publication yesterday and I am really very sorry.
It's been a bit of a tough time lately, especially on a health and emotional level.
Anyway here I am, with this beautiful generation of "Mama Africa" ​​~
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moonyartsblog · 2 years
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Binti: Daughter
Mae had only one flaw: she was too good.
Her gentle and loving spirit of hers kept her from getting angry with anyone who hurt her, she didn't matter if emotionally or psychologically she was able to forgive you regardless of her wrongdoing against her.
Her delicate genetic condition not only allowed her to be a more unique and rare beauty but also to be a clear example of how life is so beautiful and deserves to be lived to the end.
Bound to live a few hours of pure sun without any protection, Mae spent the rest of the time covered from head to toe without giving up the style of a Hollywood star.
Within her family he was known as "Snowflake" due to her candied fur.
Contrary to what everyone imagined, her eyes were not a scarlet red reminiscent of African sunsets but, rather, a quiet blue-green aqua reminiscent of stretches of pristine water in distant tropical islands.
In her relationship with Stan she learned the art of being able to impose herself with dry "no" even though her heart wept at each uttering this verb.
The man taught her to be tougher, a boss capable of asserting himself without devaluing and changing her natural behavior... after all, he fell in love with Mae for her because of her golden heart!
With June, on the other hand, she has always been a loving and transient mother capable of imparting important lessons with a delicacy and sweetness that only a mother's heart can have.
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moonyartsblog · 2 years
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Series 4 post 7: In June's family there is a tradition: every female generation must carry on the name of Africa, of cultural and also aesthetic beauty.
And that's why, Mae, she held the previous role of "Mama Africa", a role that passed to her daughter.
ᴩʜyꜱɪᴄᴀʟ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ
↳ ꜱᴩᴇᴄɪᴇꜱ: Albin Mountain Gorilla
↳ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Female
↳ ᴀɢᴇ: Adult
↳ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴜꜱ: Decessed
ᴩʜyꜱɪᴄᴀʟ ᴀᴩᴩᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ
↳ White fur
↳ Elegant clothes
↳ Bright accessories
↳ Light teal eyes
ᴩᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ
↳ ʜᴇʀᴅ:
Stan's herd
↳ ʀᴏʟᴇ:
Boss's pupa
↳ ᴀʟɪᴀꜱᴇꜱ:
Mae the Gorilla
Sweetheart [Stan]
Mommy! [June]
↳ ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴩᴀᴛɪᴏɴ:
Singer
Musical performer
First singer in her old church choir
↳ ʀᴇꜱɪᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ:
Big D' town house
↳ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟy:
Stan
June
Anitha
↳ ᴩᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ:
Stan
↳ ᴀʟʟɪᴇꜱ:
Stan
June
Anitha
Marcus
Sabine
Johnny
Nana Noodleman
Klaus Kickenklober
↳ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ:
Unknown
↳ ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ
Music
Singing
Dancing
Shopping
Laugh
Help people
↳ ᴅɪꜱʟɪᴋᴇꜱ
Having to stay out in the sun for a few hours
Arguing with her husband
Seeing her daughter cry
ᴍᴏᴏɴy'ꜱ ᴩʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ
↳ ᴅᴇʙᴜᴛ:
Sing 2
↳ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇᴅ ʙy:
Whitney Houston [english]
Sona Jobarteh [swahili]
PS: More detailed personal data such as age and kinship will be added once the fanfiction from which they are taken is updated.
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moonyartsblog · 9 months
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Series 9 Post 3: MAE MUKASA CARTER
This lady is undoubtedly one of my favorite OCs not only for her development but also for her aesthetic and character singularity.  She is so rare and of unobtainable beauty that the flower next to her is also called "flower of the wind" due to the fragility and delicacy of her petals. The Anemone is a flower with a somewhat melancholy meaning because it recalls abandonment, regret but also the hope of recovering a lost love. The meaning of the Anemone lies in the brevity of the duration of its flowering, therefore it recovers a metaphorical meaning of fleetingness of a beautiful thing, an intense moment or a positive emotion. The singular beauty of the flower is associated with the concept of fleeting hope and waiting, but also with a love that ended too soon, so its intrinsic symbolism is almost one of resignation to a near end of a beautiful but short-lived feeling. In the Christian tradition it is said that the Anemone was born from drops of blood that fell from the crucified feet of Jesus, so in this case, the meaning turns towards a sense of perseverance and hope that is born and comes after sadness. The meaning of this flower does not make it suitable to be a thought for the beloved woman, but it can be an excellent decorative element thanks to its bright and bright colors, which extinguish its sad symbology, coloring the environment with vivacity. 
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moonyartsblog · 2 years
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Mae has loved singing and dancing since she was a child and her mother encouraged and nurtured her to have a guaranteed future not only in the entertainment world —where she too was established as a ballet teacher and vocal coach — but in every artistic environment.
She started as a chorister in the family church, then once separated from religion and changed country she started working in the theater and, above all, in night clubs.
As she grew and established herself more and more she began with various tours around the world.
She obviously took June with her so that Stan could work without worries.
Voicebank: Whitney Houston
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moonyartsblog · 2 years
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Mae loved the sun, warm days, mother earth, verdant foliage and boundless fields filled with flowers.
Stan loved to see her blue eyes turned towards the sun, the wind ruffling her fur, the shadow of the trees over her as she breathed in the scent of the flowers.
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