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Can someone recommend any good artists on tumblr that don’t draw soft core porn and aren’t furries pls
Every single time I try to search up anything art related I just get these or just very beginner artists (I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with just starting out) but where are the really really skilled artists cmon ???!! So if you know any that arent freaky furries or something can you tag them below I would be very grateful !!!
Memories
You left me a while ago,
Living in darkness for so long,
Do I realise
My conscience still lingers to your touch
Those kisses and hugs still reside in my heart
Those silly conversations about everything & anything
From the moon and the back
From eternity and beyond
Everything ingrained deep in my mind
Now, I live with the memories
Touching my soul, as no one can
Shireen
One Day
We will meet one day
Under the starry light
In a field full of blooming wildflowers
Surrounded by legends and fairies
Me, in a fiery gown
You, in a crisp tuxedo
Both yearn to be found by each other
Eyes wandering surreptitiously in the crowd
To get just a glimpse, maybe
Or maybe to touch and feel that you’re real and alive
To feel the essence of your skin
Will it be warm?
Like sultry winter sunlight
Will it be cold?
Like summery ice
Though it deems unattainable
Feels like the end of the world
In between the impossibles
We will find each other one day
- Shireen
Life, as we know it, is an unresolved
mystery,
An unnerving puzzle,
We spend our lives unravelling it,
But still unable to get the gist of it,
Though sometimes, at some stage,
We may think that everything is under our control,
Everything feels calm, collected and
content,
But that's the moment when life shows its true face,
It is the point when life throws its dice and turns everything upside down,
In a matter of moments, we lose everything,
Now, everything becomes disorganised, disgruntled, and dishevelled,
Things started to change, turning into
incomprehensible circumstances,
And with time, we do get to understand the mystery,
Not much, but enough to survive while alive,
For how long? No one knows,
All we know is that it's better to try live as much as we can,
Until we are here,
Until we all turn into ash & bone, buried deep down into the mysteries of what life is.
- Shireen
No matter what people have promised to you,
No matter how they have treated you,
Remember that, at the end of the day,
It will always be you collecting your broken pieces and making them afresh and workable
No one is coming to help, but only YOU will!
@shireentapestry
I feel homesick,
It's not the first time this feeling is engulfing me,
Drenching my soul with the same whirlwind of emotional turmoil,
I am tired,
Exhausted, in the process of discovering a place called home,
Where I can be happy and at peace,
A place, that holds a promise of delight,
Where I can be wild and free,
I feel this home is out there in the wilderness,
Calling me,
But it's elusive,
It feels like I am chasing the beloved moon,
I know it is there in front,
Ready to be touched and felt,
But still far far from reach,
No matter how close I get to it,
It slipped from my hand,
Like sand in a desert,
I can't hold it,
It's sinking away into oblivion,
And I start feeling homesick, again.
- Shireen
@shireentapestry
If I could fly,
I would fly to the mountains,
To taste the charm of peace and serenity,
To know how people feel,
When they are climbing to the highest point,
I heard that the mountains sing,
I would love to listen to those songs,
And dance in tranquillity ❤️
- Shireen
@shireentapestry
I am hopelessly in love with a memory.
An echo from another time,
Another place❤️
-Michael Faudet
@shireentapestry
Credits to the respective owner✌️🏾
I want to run away,
With someone in the middle of the night,
And go on adventures,
And see the world,
And eat at cheap truck shops,
And sit on top of the car,
And look at the stars,
And just be somewhere other than here...
Credits to the respective owner😊
Your touch is inexplicable,
Taking me to places I have never been,
Giving me the jittery feelings I have never felt,
It is all magical until it lasts,
Until I am not awake,
Until I am floating in a river of dreams.
CRAYOLA JUNKIES
“You’re still addicted to the 20th century, high from its harshness, buzzed by its brutality” -Alfredo Garcia, 𝘋𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘯
(sample at the beginning of the song)
-kalika ft. SirWhiskers
I built a new website. Please visit and maybe buy some art.
Work in progress
Oil on panel
16x20 inches
Infamous
Oil on cradled wood panel
16x20
Untitled
Oil on wood panel
16 x 20
#11 My first oil painting
Day 6 of a painting a day for 30 days