The People Need Your Deepest Thoughts On The Whole Blue Milk Situation

Some new sketches. This week's focus was Ezra.

Small hands,

Wrapping hope in a box

That will never

be opened.

Fingerprints left in clay

That crumbles as it dries to dirt beneath the tires of a car already gone;

Life written in streaks of purple glue,

Secret writing fading faster than I can read,

A story no one will ever

Care to decipher.

Small feet

Waiting by the door unsure;

uncaring if they are going in or out

Because the cold is just cold

And they don’t know yet how hard

That it can bite

That life will be

One day

When the car that picks them up is their own

And the ground beneath their boots is a foundation

Built and broken

By those they followed into

adulthood...

And one day

Those Feet,

Frozen by the cold

And by boots grown too small,

Will walk back to the schoolhouse doors that no longer fit them,

And Those Fingers

Will let go of still small hands

And

Pray

That Someone

Still knows how to wrap up hope.

Bright Morning - Kaoru Yamada 

Japanese , b. 1975 -

Oil on canvas

Here, have a Hera I painted today!

It’s a different blue

Swaddled in airplane footprints

Stretched over the fields

It’s a different blue

Stars stacked like fifty bread brands

A choice I don’t need

It’s a different blue

But the same sky beneath the

Fabricated smiles

Had a kindergartener walk up to me today and ask me why I always wear the same thing. Now I’m going through my entire closet of “teacher clothes” in my head, trying to figure out if I somehow wore the same outfit this day last week by mistake.

Here's a second little watercolor sketch! I liked the Sabine one so much I decided to draw Satine too, and I think this one turned out even better!

[ we are young - we meet for the first time - we look up and find - we've never had it any better ]

sorry for posting non canon art about side characters with a total of 7 non-consecutive minutes screen time do you still think im cool

also flat colours !!!!

Completely useless information, but I just discovered that Obi-Wan's name could be a good fit for the song Eleanor Rigby.

General Kenobi

Greets his opponents with charm

And a smug "Hello There"

And incredible hair

General Grievous

Gets out his lightsabers--

Four, just to step up his game

Then goes up in flames

Somebody please help me make a fitting chorus.

Ariyoshi Kondo | 1826-1840