this is sort of my last day of studying for the aphug exam? my aphug teacher made me and all the aphug students come after school for this large review session and it was really refreshing :’DDD all i’m doing is just a quick overview with the review book and all of my notes this year to keep calm and breathe and feel ready for this exam
i’m pretty excited for this exam for some reason, i got this. yeah, okay. I CAN DO THIS. let’s just hope all this studying and reviewing is worth it !!
Wakened by nothing
but the cold and empty air around her,
she cries and I stumble through
the darkened hall to reach her.
Now she is nightlight lit and restless in my arms
as we sway in this not quite silent rocking chair.
The room is filled with the sound of
artificial rain, meant for her,
but it drags my eyelids down too
and I fight to keep them up,
for this nightly, bittersweet
9.1.2017 // heyyyy everyone!!! Quite some time since I last posted sth original :D I’m doing fine, but I’m really busy, especially with the term exams coming up and the research I’m doing at uni ^^ (tbh I’m really tired too hahaha but nah I’m happy :33) anyway, this pic are some notes from an article, and I’m off to take some rest and to work with full energy tomorrow!! :D
Elle est belle, et plus que belle ; elle est surprenante. En elle le noir abonde : et tout ce qu’elle inspire est nocturne et profond. Ses yeux sont deux antres où scintille vaguement le mystère, et son regard illumine comme l’éclair : c’est une explosion dans les ténèbres.
Le Désir de Peindre - Le Spleen de Paris - Baudelaire
Technically I’m cheating since it’s finishing an old piece I was working on for a while - but whatever.
@nick-nocturn in a style inspired by Mignola (and in fact using some of his tips regarding planning backgrounds). I imagine hanging out in cemeteries is a perfectly normal thing for cat shapeshifter things to do…
She is beautiful, and more than beautiful: she is overpowering. The colour black preponderates in her; all that she inspires is nocturnal and profound. Her eyes are two caverns where mystery vaguely stirs and gleams; her glance illuminates like a ray of light; it is an explosion in the darkness…
I have generally found that the title of ‘author’ claimed with an air, explains every little innocent irregularity of conduct or appearance, and even requires something of the kind to carry conviction to the lay intelligence. The present case was one in point, and when I said that I could only write in a room facing north, on mutton chops and milk, with a cold ham in the wardrobe in case of nocturnal inspiration, to which I was liable, my literary character was established beyond dispute. I secured the rooms, paid a month’s rent in advance at my own request, and moped in them dreadfully until the week was up and Raffles due any day. I explained that the inspiration would not come, and asked abruptly if the mutton was New Zealand.
So I send this before but I think Tumblr swallow it…. Anyway here is a fan-art (more or less) of a nocturne sky inspired by your speed paint of Sans and Papyrus watching the stars
I just wanted to send it cause you are a great inspiration for me and I admire your work so much… An I hope I will be a great artist like you someday, im just a 13 year old so…. Yeah Im far from that….
Anyway, dont mind my horrible english (english isnt my language) and continue being so awesome :)