Hello again!
Here is my drawing for today's Sept-Ingo prompt: EXCITED!
Ingo isn't the only one who's feeling starry-eyed here. I'm so excited about the responses I've received in reblogs and comments! I felt a little shy about posting my art at first, but the responses of kind people have really encouraged me! Thank you!!
(And thanks for letting me know about the looser timeframe with submissions, @monthofingo. It's nice not to feel too pressured!)
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Although Ingo doesn't smile as big as Emmet, I'm sure one can easily tell how he's feeling via his eyes (and the volume of his voice!)
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I feel like Ingo looks different every time I draw him haha. This is good practice -- perhaps at the end of this I'll have a clear style for him (so far, I've been trying to look at their Masters models, along with artists I admire! This one is especially based on his Masters model...and a bit of Sailor Moon with the shiny eyes lol, specifically this GIF:)
*cue anime WOW! sfx*
Somehow, I got his second head bigger than intended than the first -- but that's okay! It brings greater focus to his big ol eyes.
In my dreams, this would be a cute little animation loop where his expression changes as the "excitement bar" goes up and down . Maybe one day, I can actually bring this to life! Potentially, I might be able to mess with it in AE...Hmm... 😏
You hate yourself so loudly. You hate yourself at the top of your lungs. Your loathing for yourself permeates your speech. “Sorry I’m just rambling.” “Don’t worry about it.” “Just ignore me.” “Sorry if I’m annoying you.” “Sorry I don’t make sense.” “Sorry about that.” Sorry, sorry, sorry. You act as if you have to beat everyone else to the punch. As if the punching bag is you. If you hate yourself first, if you hate yourself loudest, then nobody will hurt you. You clapped your hands over your ears and shut your eyes and balled yourself up so that you’d never have to experience people’s loathing for you. And it meant you never heard their love. You drowned it out. You screamed your hatred over it. And you never got to hear it.
I got nothing to say
Happy birthday twins 🫶⛵️✈️
Beakley’s out
He’s a platypus. They don’t do much.
….besides look absolutely adorable
semiaquatic secret agent
Me when I come home and see my cat husband
You ever feel like you both want to share ideas and stuff, but also you would rather die than be percieved? Yea. Yea me too.Call me Sketch (she/her) but I swear I'm not suspicious! I'm just very bad at knowing if I appear normal. Anyway, this is just a tiny personal blog where I'll reblog fandom stuff and sometimes post art or talk about my ocs, of which I have too many. On the topic, I’m TheSketchlord on toyhou.se.
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