Hi I can’t draw cats for the life of me. :’) I was going to add a bit more to this but I just kinda gave up haha. I might add more later though! (probably just doodles) Thanks for the ask @nakamatoo! It was fun. :D
Hans am Ende (1864–1918) - Summer day in Worpswede - 1901
Worpswede is a municipality in the district of Osterholz, in Lower Saxony, Germany. It is situated in the Teufelsmoor, northeast of Bremen. The small town itself is located near the Weyerberg hill. It has been the home to a lively artistic community since the end of the 19th century, with over 130 artists and craftsmen working there.
Hans am Ende (31 December 1864, Trier - 9 July 1918, Stettin) was a German Impressionist painter.
Hauptmann d. L. Hans am Ende (Worpswede) bei der Arbeit in 1916
Hans am Ende (31 December 1864, Trier - 9 July 1918, Stettin) was a German Impressionist painter. In 1889 he co-founded the artist’s colony in Worpswede with Fritz Overbeck, Otto Modersohn, and Heinrich Vogeler. In 1895 this group exhibited in the Kunsthalle Bremen and at the Glaspalast in Munich, which brought them national recognition. In 1900 the poet Rainer Maria Rilke travelled to Worpswede and befriended the artist’s colony, eventually writing essays about each of its members. He volunteered for the army at the outbreak of the First World War, serving in an infantry regiment. On 10 April 1918 he was severely wounded near Mesen and taken to the hospital in Stettin, where he died. His grave is preserved in the Worpswede Cemetery.
“You’re can’t be serious.” It’s not a question because in Shaw’s mind there’s no way it could be. Not when the night is in an abandoned home in the Russian tundra and the bed in question (the only furniture left in the house strangely) is a race car shaped children’s bed.
I’ll explain in story mode but this girl makes o for two on straight women. This person was the one that made me decide that Philomina needed a cute pastel (or pastel goth) girlfriend as her first lover while on this little experiment.
Mina: “Why are all these bitches straight!?” -whines-
Someone called me skinny the other day. Several someone’s, actually. And, honestly, I just don’t see it. I haven’t lost weight in ages, I’m worried about my wedding dress fitting in 87 days, and I just see large and muscular. Bah. I’m having a bad body image day. I love working out, it’s the only thing that keeps me sane