2018 Misc. Gallery

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Pixel art drawing of Strong Bad from Homestar Runner as a LISA the Painful NPC LISA x Homestar Runner Crossover

I just thought he would fit in with the NPCs in Lisa the Painful

Ditial painting of a large gnarled tree Original

It's a famous tree, it has a name and everything but idr it...

Digital drawing of two Baby Tuskaninnies from Neopets Neopets - Baby Tuskaninnies

You know I love seals!! So I love Tuskaninnies!

Tiny pixel art seal crying sadly Original - Sad Seal

:(

Photo of a sketchbook page with a painted scene of a lush garden and a shed Original - Study

Photo study! Still cute...

Digital drawing of Cricket and Robby from Wham City grinning evilly Wham City - ???

I did this one during a stream of that live show Whame City did so they could print it and put it on the wall.

Screenshot of a poem. It reads as follows: My doll who looks like me, she speaks in my room when I'm not there, she's creaking like a boat on the ocean. She is small and fits in the palm of my hand, she's smooth but her skin is hard. My skin is hard when I think about her, I push weeds and flowers I found in the hole where her neck meets her head. She rustles and scratches at herself, and I shake her until she is quiet again. When I have chores, she does the dirty parts. Her hands scrape mildew off the sink until she is covered in shiny black oil. I think I've seen her lick it off her fingers when I turn my back. Because she is so small, her heart buzzes too fast for me to hear it beating, sometimes I pretend mine is the same, and we lie side by side on my bed and pulsate until we hover above the bed, which we must stop before anyone sees me. One day she will be a flower, so I buried her in the garden. After a week the rain washed her up and a bird flew away with her hair. She was dirty so I left her there, but I took out her heart and dried blades of grass from inside her and lined them up on the windowsill. I picked up her heart carefully between my thumb and forefinger just to look at it. While I was sleeping it began to fly around my room, making a nuisance of itself. When I finally fell asleep I dreamed about her children, and the next day I couldn't stop smiling. Original - Untitled (Rebirth?)

I like parts of this poem still, I don't remember exactly what it was about. There's definitely some stuff I'd change to improve on it now