m-s-b keeps sending me mormor fanfics and I just can’t help myself
so here’s another doodle.
> I must learn.
> But I need some background music :D
> Play: The Smiths
> Crying on the floor, not learning shit
> Profit (?)
more shitty photos!
museum of london has that ‘victorian street’ exposition which was lovely but
so fucking dark
and my camera is decent but i am a shitty photographer
so so are my photos :c
just some refs :)
i really need to stop drawing people standing around :/
i feel like such a failure art-wise. where do i even begin.
guess it’s not a hiatus as much as ‘i’m sort of busy and feeling self-conscious, which is a deadly combo, so do not expect more than a doodle once in a while’
goodnight
Source: my-stupid-brain
to my surprise there is no such thing as Rushdie fanart and I had to fix it.
Saladin and Gibreel because fuck you, that’s why
(apparently when I decide not to draw I instantly become inspired and doodle like crazy, oh irony.)
nope
ICE CREAMMMM
FLIP FLOPS
blue is the colour
football is the game
we’re all together
and winning is our aim
i’m proud of him, got home all by himself and almost found his bed.
I wish I could draw it better but perspective is not my friend (yet):X
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DB8EjjDfxiE
A double bed
And a stalwart lover for sure
These are the riches of the poor
i was once a gentleman