There's so much gorgeous detail in this costuming, the folds and embellishments of the garments. But the best part of this piece is the undeniable sense of movement; your character looks like they're about to flounce right off the page!
Every once in a while I do come across a talented performer like this, an actor or comedian or musician who, from way up there on the stage, has the power to steal my whole heart but who is unable to hide from receptive audience members their vulnerability, a certain ever-so-subtle sadness or longing. It's a blessing to witness: someone's honed yet raw humanity. This piece reminds me of some old Robin Williams performances I've watched.
A proper eulogy to a dearly missed friend -- one of your first sources of comfort and solace. I'm so sorry to hear of its felling. What kind of tree was it? Maybe you could plant a seed in its honor, in your backyard or some woods nearby.
This takes me back to my ski club days, fourth through twelfth grade, every Thursday every winter! I remember those particular school days seeming to drag by so agonizingly slowly before I finally got to feel that RUSH on the slopes. I'm glad you have that to look forward to, too.
Hi! I have some possible book recommendations. City of Ghosts by Victoria Schwab is really good, The Once and Future Witches by Alix E. Harrow, the Small Spaces series by Katherine Arden, The Lilies by Quinn Diacon-Furtado, the Skulduggery Pleasant series by Derek Landy, and Trespass Against Us by Leon Kemp.
I looked at this maybe 5 times and couldn’t figure out what it is. It is probably pretty obvious but, could you possibly enlighten me! 😁
Good idea; I'm not sure, but I can ask my parents. Thanks!
thank youuu!!! :)))
There's so much gorgeous detail in this costuming, the folds and embellishments of the garments. But the best part of this piece is the undeniable sense of movement; your character looks like they're about to flounce right off the page!
Every once in a while I do come across a talented performer like this, an actor or comedian or musician who, from way up there on the stage, has the power to steal my whole heart but who is unable to hide from receptive audience members their vulnerability, a certain ever-so-subtle sadness or longing. It's a blessing to witness: someone's honed yet raw humanity. This piece reminds me of some old Robin Williams performances I've watched.
A proper eulogy to a dearly missed friend -- one of your first sources of comfort and solace. I'm so sorry to hear of its felling. What kind of tree was it? Maybe you could plant a seed in its honor, in your backyard or some woods nearby.
This takes me back to my ski club days, fourth through twelfth grade, every Thursday every winter! I remember those particular school days seeming to drag by so agonizingly slowly before I finally got to feel that RUSH on the slopes. I'm glad you have that to look forward to, too.
Hi! I have some possible book recommendations. City of Ghosts by Victoria Schwab is really good, The Once and Future Witches by Alix E. Harrow, the Small Spaces series by Katherine Arden, The Lilies by Quinn Diacon-Furtado, the Skulduggery Pleasant series by Derek Landy, and Trespass Against Us by Leon Kemp.
Those are words of wisdom!
I agree with what Anna said. You should not have to change for others.