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1 year ago

handmade drawing references :)

Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)
Handmade Drawing References :)

I took these pictures mainly to analyze my hand structure. Feel free to use them for your art, if you'd like to!


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2 years ago
HANDS ARE GREAT HANDS ARE FUN TO I WANT THE ART COMMUNITY TO STOP DEMONIZING THEM THEYRE FUN AND EXPRESSIVE

HANDS ARE GREAT HANDS ARE FUN TO I WANT THE ART COMMUNITY TO STOP DEMONIZING THEM THEYRE FUN AND EXPRESSIVE I LOVE HANDS

Even if i look like this when i draw them :

HANDS ARE GREAT HANDS ARE FUN TO I WANT THE ART COMMUNITY TO STOP DEMONIZING THEM THEYRE FUN AND EXPRESSIVE

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3 years ago

okay I dont have a thing for hands I just think theyre neat . they do the touch and when the fingertips go together mmmyes

electric sparkles go ✨

I dont have a thing for hands tho


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6 years ago
A Small Reference Sheet Of My Basic Style With Genders

A small reference sheet of my basic style with genders


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10 years ago
I Wouldn't Call This New Art. I Only Painted Over Something From 2011. Zukel Always Finds His Way Back

I wouldn't call this new art. I only painted over something from 2011. Zukel always finds his way back to the shadows, for better or worse.


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11 years ago
Hands.

Hands.

Also, ambiguous yellow shirt and ambiguous blue shirt. Totally.


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4 weeks ago
Inhaling dissociative Anesthetics In The Comfort Of Your Own Home Is So 𝒸𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒

inhaling dissociative anesthetics in the comfort of your own home is so 𝒸𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒 ♡


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1 year ago

I notice his hands.

After so many years together, I thought they would have changed. I thought they would be stronger, show the years of hard work we've put in to this life we've created.

But they're soft, calloused only from the bar at the gym.

They don't show the effort.

They don't show the strain.

Is that because mine are the only ones putting in the work?

Is that because mine are the only ones gripping the tools, breaking apart the wood, ripping down the walls?

Did I make a mistake when I chose this man?

Did I not look closely enough at the details?

I have forgiven hurts so deeply carved, transgressions no other woman would allow, and now...

Now, I notice his hands.

I look at mine, scarred and marked from the backbreaking work of building our home, our life.

I look at his - as perfect as the day we met - not a blemish to be found.

And I wonder.

I notice his hands.


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