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*cough* I was wondering if you could make a tutorial or something on how you draw your arms. >=> or if you have any artists you got inspiration from... ;-; your Sourin makes me really happy btw :3
Arms huh…yeah I have to say, arms are a pain for me to draw sometimes. It’s hard to make them look natural and it’s part of what make drawing people so difficult, because if the arm don’t look right, the rest of the body looks stiff. The shoulder, arms, and hands are among the most expressive of body parts, so it’s important to keep that in mind. Everything I know about drawing arms is based off of real life observation lol. (seriously though, I’ll stare at people’s arms, and sometimes my own, when I’m at the gym. If you have especially nice arm muscle definition, I will stare a lot lmao. I also just stare at people’s arms in general too. I promise I’m not creepy.) This is a basic rundown of how I go about drawing arms:
I divide it into three parts, the shoulder part that connects it to the rest of the body, the upper arm, and the forearm. Three tube-like lumps lmao. You can vary the amount of muscle and muscle definition to change it up.
Reflections... The events I remember are the messages of my life.
The passage of time is calculated in short mental notes.
The soft voices in my mind are whispering the cadence of music.
Musical voices of children... it is those children that make me a father.
Thank You Zane, Kevin and Kaitlyn.
This Is the famous Stillwater National Wildlife Refuge
Source: HighlySensitiveRefuge.com
Reflection
The water from the reservoir
Is entirely stagnant.
As I hover the water,
The eyes of my reflection rendezvous.
In that moment I began to apprehend
That I truly looked demoralized.
The tears from my cheeks cascade,
And the still of the water is interrupted.
The soft undulations ripple away
Along with the depiction of my reflection
That had scarred the human psyche.
~ceramic-feelings
©Robin Fifield 2023.
The Water's Wisdom: A Meandering Arroyo's Tale
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A bubbling stream through mountains flows, A winding arroyo's timeless show. With water bubbles that dance and play, A story unfolds, in a magical way.
They follow the path of least resistance, A lesson in life's profound existence. Adapting to the landscape they traverse, With resilience, they flow and disperse.
Through valleys, canyons, and rocky bends, They navigate, with curves and blends. Embodying nature's unwavering grace, Teaching us to follow life's own pace.
They never fight, nor do they resist, But flow with ease, and never insist. They teach us to let go and surrender, To life's twists and turns, in a graceful splendor.
In their fluid motion, there's wisdom profound, For us to embrace, and always keep around. To be like water, adaptable and free, To go with the flow, in perfect harmony.
To let go of resistance and trust the way, To navigate challenges, come what may. To be resilient, in the face of strife, And find our strength, in the flow of life.
Like water, we can be gentle and strong, And navigate life's journey, along and along. To embrace change, with an open heart, And let our spirit flow, in every part.
For in the arroyo's tale, we can find, The water's wisdom, so pure and kind. To be more like water, with adaptable grace, Going with the flow, in life's embrace.
So let us learn from the arroyo's flow, To be resilient, wherever we go. To follow the path of least resistance, And let life's beauty be our existence.
For in the water's wisdom, we can find, A timeless truth, so pure and refined. To be like water, in our journey through life, Adaptable, resilient, flowing with delight.
“One of the most solid pieces of writing advice I know is in fact intended for dancers – you can find it in the choreographer Martha Graham’s biography. But it relaxes me in front of my laptop the same way I imagine it might induce a young dancer to breathe deeply and wiggle their fingers and toes. Graham writes: ‘There is a vitality, a life force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and it will be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is nor how valuable nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open.’”
— Zadie Smith (via campaignagainstcliche)
College out of state is just learning how to listen to yourself tbh.
Don't wanna go to class today? Fine, how many excused absences do you have left? Will being absent throw your progress/grade out of whack? No? Then skip
Wanna hang out with potential friends? Oh you're burnt out/too tired to deal with people? That's fine too. You can still get tired of someone while getting along just fine.
You want to walk around the school grounds/go for a ride? Sure! You don't have to bar yourself from going outside as punishment for not hanging around others.
College is the time most people find themselves, and through that revelation, and their people. I know most have heard that before, but as cliché as it sounds, most ppl stuck to the others they had around in high school for social survival, so sincerity generally wasn't the main prerogative.
So, for the 95% of people who saw their high-school friendships flake away:
It sucks ass, I know, but when you get here you'll have a legitimate start to actually discover who you are outside of compromising factors (parents/guardians, siblings, former employers, etc.) ESPECIALLY for those w/ an invasive community.
And if I didn't make it clear enough before, the key to making use of this space is to not undervalue the small things. If you feel off about something, address it fairly—you're not a slacker just because you're straying from the model student ideal your parents forced you to compete against. Take it from a bio major who aced her last semester.
A friend of mine wants flowers for her room, she says.
She wants to make it beautiful and vibrant and fresh, but
Blossoms fade and petals mold, she says,
Clutching her falsified flowers,
Petals carefully crafted—
A forgery,
hundreds of days in the making in factories where they make
hundreds of petals that never die.
Immortality is the prize, beauty a side effect, and yet
How many of us choose both as a goal?
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—Immortality comes with plastic petals (y.c.)
List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals, followers and all the wonderful people on here!💖
I'm passing this on to you but don't feel pressured to reply :)
oh, that's kinda hard :,)
1: I don't have severe acne
2: I can make music, art and literature, have ressources for that and get supported
3: I have a roof over my head (I'm not homeless)
4: I'm gonna go to concerts this year of artists I really like
5: I can mess around with my hair and dye it
it took me a good while to make that list tbh