My first commission completed in 2013, woo hoo! This guy came out really cute (if not just a little bit creepy!) I enjoy making very clean characters like this, even though it’s out of my normal style. The eyes are wood beads. I often use these beads for eyes, but I usually paint over them. Since this is a doll, the beads just looked so perfect, I left them as is.
When I sculpt something with elements that are new to me, it opens me up to sculpting different subject matter which is very exciting. I wonder what else I will create in this vein….
Materials : Super Sculpey and Sculpey Firm Over a Wire and Foil Armature, Acrylic Paint, Wooden Beads (eyes), Wood Base
Dimensions : 6.75” tall on a 5” base
Time Taken : 8 hours
Want to learn how to sculpt like I do? My book Creature Sculpt is nearing completion. I will be taking pre-orders in February with a projected April release. Read all about the book and how you can get in on pre-orders here.
Ahh. A friend of mine mentioned positive posts, and tbh I feel like they should be a thing? There’s already plenty of love in this community, but more can never hurt. I’m a bit awkward when it comes to things like this tho, so. Sorry about that;;;;;
Um. Anyway. Listed below are people who I’ve had the chance to talk to ooc, become friends with, or whom I’ve not really interacted with and simply enjoy watching rp on my dash. I want each and every one of you to know that you’re absolutely amazing, have incredible writing skills & muses, and that I appreciate & love you a lot. ♥（ﾉ´∀`）♥（ﾉ´∀`)
( Unless you bully me in the Discord chat. I’m going to fight you all, so start queuing up now. )
Today, I am discussing a very, very special manga. Probably one that I can consider a classic piece of literature, now what defines a classic? What that is depends on the person you talk to. Is it a work that has lasting potential, a work that’ll be remembered for decades to come, a work that even though it’s flawed, its qualities shine through, and the characters reinspire belief in human nature?
It wasn’t like she was completly alone, though. It just felt like it. Oz and the Seaweed Head weren’t there at the moment, nor Sharon or the clown. But even if they were, Alice would still feel alone. Isolated. Cold.
The only thing she was sure of was her current identity as the B-Rabbit. The most powerful chain in the Abyss. But it was all a lie. A beautifuly blood red colored lie… Everything that she thought she was, was wrong. And that made her feel lonely.