Visualarts Stories

⌗ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒? ★彡 ( 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡.. ) : an arts university in 𝙉𝙀𝙒 𝙔𝙊𝙍𝙆 𝘾𝙄𝙏𝙔, takes nobodies and turns them into 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒. © hrts4jeongyeon // group roleplay! ౨ৎ･ﾟ: make sure to follow @aciidfaerie who is helping with this! :)

Just some art stuff I did and others Life is a gift and Life itself is an art we have to make. We can either try to perfect to the best of our ability or leave it to waste. Our memory is some times poor because as we get older we may seem to forget. But if we draw write paint dance we could probably remember so we could hold the time we had. The experiences we shared and the moments we made. I hope you enjoy my book of drawings and if any weren't drawn by me I will assure you and I hope you all remember what I said. Enjoy:)

The cover is my friend @spatulatheweeb's art Hello! I'm an artist and a theater tech major at an art school! Here's where I will do an art dump!

Basically, just ask for a drawing and i'll draw it. I've had a pretty bad time coming up with things to draw, so i made this :P Just request what u want me to draw in as much detail as possible, and a reference picture if possible. :3 What i will draw: Your OC Cannon characters (tv shows, video games, etc.) Animals (Etx.) Anyways, thats all for now, thanks!

Dibujos, bocetos y arte en general. Un poco de las cosas que hago/hice. Necesito inspiración así que estoy a su Merced. Pedidos abiertos

Idk, these are just a compilation of notes for the following classes for the 2026 HSC curriculum: - English Advanced - Maths Extension 1 and 2 - Legal Studies - Visual Art - Studies of Religion (unit 1) Idk, maybe you'll find something useful, maybe you won't.

Warhol Academy of Arts is anything but the pretentious university it pretends to be. Behind its polished image lies an imperfect school full of students just trying to survive. When Isaac Laurent transfers in the middle of the semester after a messy publicity scandal, he expects the worst, what he finds instead is something far more human. There's Mickey, a film student with a camera always in hand, hiding his low self-worth behind sarcasm and oversized hoodies. Zero, a soft-spoken singer with a past he never talks about. Molly, a privileged dancer with a picture-perfect life that's starting to crack. And Gabe, a fiercely talented painter supported by a loving home. As Isaac becomes entangled in their world through awkward class projects, talent show rehearsals, and late-night conversations, he begins to realize that everyone at Warhol is carrying something beneath the surface.

this is a bunch of digital drawings and art i work on when i have nothing else to do The credits for the cover go to @sweetlikehoneybees

In 2020, we were suddenly thrust into the great unknown with anxiety and fear. In 2020, we were forced into isolation. In 2020, we all made sacrifices to survive and make ends meet. In 2020, I have hung my brush on a nearby shelf. This 2021, I found that brush collecting dust. This 2021, I gazed at my blank canvas with uncertainty, anxiety, and fear. This 2021, I found a new voice. This 2021, I created a series of works. This 2021, I made this graphic mini-folio in the hopes of opening a creative discussion, establishing a connection between me as the artist and you as my audience. [Completed ]

What is a Piñata? Here is an attempt at explaining not only what a piñata is, but also why they are an integral part to any party and/or celebration, & how to make them. Within you'll find: - Piñata History - Piñatas my family has had in the past - Piñatas I've made from scratch - How-to information with tips and tricks Come on in and enjoy =D

In a small, vibrant city nestled in the heart of Washington, D.C., two childhood friends, Valentina and Jorge, shared a bond that seemed unbreakable. Their mothers, best friends since childhood, often joked that Valentina and Jorge were destined to be together. As they grew up, their friendship blossomed into something deeper, but fate had other plans. As high school came to a close, Valentina received a full scholarship to an art school in New York City, while Jorge was recruited to play soccer in Spain. Despite their deep love for each other, their dreams pulled them in opposite directions. Years passed, and their paths diverged further, each finding success in their chosen fields. But their love never faded, lingering like a bittersweet melody in the background of their lives. A chance meeting reignited the spark between them, leading to a series of heartfelt letters and a final, bittersweet reunion. As the sun set over the desert, casting long shadows over the town square, Valentina and Jorge shared a final embrace, knowing that their love could never be. Echoes of a Lost Love is a poignant tale of love, loss, and the enduring power of memories that linger like echoes in the hearts of two people who were always meant to be together, but never at the right time. From HER point of view... (Inspired by a true story)

Art I do at school and maybe at home

Photos are mine and were taken by me:)

When do internal struggles become too much and how does one overcome them? Can love bring you back to they way you used to be?

Two roommates, the fairly shy visual arts major and the confident psych major, end up not doing their school work.

This is just some of my art. I'm in an art program but it's still bad. Most of the drawings are of my OCs, I also have a couple art projects in there. Most of the art posted here is terrible so I'm just gonna say, i know it's hard to believe, but I actually do have some talent, I'm just really fucking impatient.

A personal writing that explains and reflects on the personal painting, "Way of the Tiger," that I finished at the end of 2017. It helps the readers to understand the painting and the Chinese/ Asian culture behind it. It is an eye-opening reading experience.

Tamara Otike Odibi is a famous #VisualArtEnthusiast. If you are want to gain some #knowledge regarding different types of #arts then make sure that you contact her as he will prove to be the best option for you.

Authentic, aesthetic, transgender ranting. (that sounded less cringey in my head)