Communicating With People I Often Stay Closed To Them, Showing Only That Side Of Myself Which Consists

Once I had a dream: a perfectly beautiful room I hope to create for myself one day. Where I'll feel safe and in peace, and whose aesthetic I will just adore. Sadly, I forgot almost everything about this dreamy room - except for one feature, it was just engraved in my memory: there were decorative hand painted plates displayed on the wall, and each of them pictured a mermaid.

So I decided I want to draw this room of my dreams, and those mermaid plates especially.

A living space of which I dream went through some serious changes during the recent years of my life. I remember when we studied art history in the university how I was obsessed with medieval architecture and interiors, and how I thought what a fun (and what a mood) it would've been to live in romanesque or early gothic castle, or at least in a little lonely tower.

Then my lust for whimsy became a bit more modest, and for some time I imagined a mansion built in one of those styles as a place to live.

After that my longings narrowed down again, and in that point of life I was saving plenty of images of both cute and tiny cottages and simple apartments.

And here I am now, subconsciously dreaming about just decorating a corner in my own way.

Isn't it amasing how the dream gets smaller and smaller when it faces our world of money? What a miraculous exhaustion of belief in fairytale.

You're living in a country r*ssia deeply cares about.

Body is just a body.

Fairies Wear Boots

Supernatural

On the road to Oasis Plains, Oklahoma

As it should've been expected, pinterest falls another victim to the AI plague.

So if you post anything you create in there, especially art - please find this section hidden in your account settings, and opt out. Otherwise the pins will probably be fed to AI without permission.

Cookies need love like everything does.

Bright and early in the morning decided to check if they came up with an accessible and actually working anti-AI art protection tool yet (they did not).

I'm so tired of this.

I got three artworks done that I can't make myself post. Haven't posted in months, and I don't know if I ever dare to do that while everything is the way it is.

Also a funny ☠︎︎ thought. My friend, who argued with me that AI won't replace me - she used to commission me for graphic design. She doesn't anymore, 'cause she learned how to generate, and it's free, unlike commissioning someone real. ))0)0

I'm not being replaced at all, you see. )

If anyone here sees this, you're welcome to tell me in detail just how much you hate AI in art. ♡ Also any suggestions of anti-AI protection will be very appreciated.

Richie Sambora in a historic AU as an inn owner by day and rogue chieftain by night.

Key words: late XVIIIth century, 1780s (yes, 80s again, are we even surprised), marquis de Sade, treasure hunters | rogues | pirates, pirate ship.

There's another miniature portrait - like this one on the wall, but featuring the owner. It belongs to the person with fluffy blonde hair. The two of them got these portraits done in their youth, and exchanged them to be able to look at each other even if distance separates them.

The concept in more detail:

No will to draw, no will to paint - mid of summer is the most uninspiring time for me. But luckily I have this little sketchbook illustration of wild flowers growing nearby, on my street and on surrounding ones, which I made a month ago. With pink background it looks like some glammy herbarium to me.

I searched for these flowers' names, and turns out pink ones are Malva sylvestris (з милою альтернативною назвою "калачики лісові"), and blue ones are Cichorium intybus.