Le quiero dar las gracias a todas aquellas personas que me han herido, que me han maltratado, que me han hecho sufrir, que se han burlado de mí, que han dudado de mí y que se han aprovechado de mí, pues si no fuera por ustedes hoy no sería la persona que soy.
Friendly reminder that Talia Al ghul is one of the highest profiled woc characters in comic and is an educated Arab woman with advanced degrees in biology, engineering, and business as an MBAand is an incredibly complex and multi-layered ANTI-HEROINE character who has as much (if not more) good in her as bad.
Scene from @warriorsredux‘s project, part of chapter 8 where Graypaw and Ravenpaw tell Firepaw the story of Rokhar, Suriin and Horoa. I thought drawing them in a different style would make them look more magical, but I;m not sure it works
I really like the redux, it’s everything Warriors could’ve been if Erins actually put some work into it.
hi!! your art is so cute and stunning and i love it so much (and ur ocs!! they're all so amazing!!!!! esp alma!!!!!!!) and i was wondering if you'd be OK with people drawing your ocs?? they're so so pretty and i love their designs ^^
it is the biggest honour when people draw my ocs!!!
How do you think Damian's greatest fears evolve as he gets older?
Damian’s greatest fear is obviously his future. In his mind he is destined to either turn out to be just like his father or turn out to be just like his grandfather, in his mind there’s no in-betweens.
At the moment I feel that this fear is still in its development stage but if nothing is done about it I can see it having the potential to evolve into something bigger. I don’t think anyone at time being has noticed the magnitude of this weight on his shoulders, it might become more apparent when Damian takes it to the next level by being more insecure about his actions and their impact, I can see him always questioning himself by thinking “is this something my grandfather would do?” or “is this an acceptable thing for the Batman’s son to do?” and so on. For this whole ordeal to stop he needs to realize that only he can decide the kind of person he can be, now I can’t think of a specific scenario right now that can achieve that but I think that getting to know his father (MANY) flaws and learning that his father is just a normal human being that doesn’t always make the right decisions (and the other Batkids can help by vouch for that) and reforming his past relationship with his mother so he can see that the world isn’t always black & white and that his mother has done as much good as she did bad (despite all the many bad writers who don’t know that) and after all that he can finally mentally relax and not be too hard on himself and afterwards he can begin to grow and maturate into his future self without worrying about his bloodlines.
“The Warrior of the Light is a believer. Because he believes in
miracles, miracles begin to happen. Because he is sure that his thoughts
can change his life, his life begins to change. Because he is certain
that he will find love, love appears.”
~ Paulo Coelho
Despues de acabar Mascaras de Teatro con todo y su bonus parare en seco la producción de FreshPaper, eso incluye arte digital de Splat
Se que suena como muy WTF?! Por que en verdad amo mi Enano loco XD Pero despues de acabar en Fanfic quiero hacer un piloto de UnderLOVE para iniciar mi serie animada, llevo rato imaginando y quiero empezar a hacer, ya que en mi cuaderno de bosquejos tengo una infinidad de personajes ya prediseñados para poder hacer fácil su animación eliminando una infinidad de detalles que solo sirven para la Ilustración
Suena duro lo se, pero quiero en verdad animar mi propio proyecto y si me sigo distrayendo con mi OTP del fandom de undertale no me centrare en mis propias ideas XD Bueno, eso es todo~ Por cierto le falta poco al Comic Lyric :V
Il vento qui, si porta dietro l'odore del mare. Puoi sentire il profumo della salsedine a diversi chilometri di distanza, alle volte. Spesso qualche gabbiano, sorvola sulla tua testa in cerca di cibo. Neppure il vento forte di maestrale li ferma. Quel vento scompiglia capelli e pensieri, di tanto in tanto. Che i capelli lunghi diventano tornado ed i pensieri, nuvole che giocano a rincorrersi. L'odore del mare ti entra nelle narici già dalla mattina presto. Quando esci e lo vedi, sorridi, ché non puoi farne a meno. È la meraviglia di un manto azzurro che riflettendo la luce del sole accende piccole stelle che si depositano in superficie, e che mentre entri in acqua, ti fanno chiudere gli occhi. Il mare qui, ti vive dentro e non te ne distacchi, diventa dipendenza.