My (Fan)Art Stuff ®©
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Did you ever felt that strange desire to look into an artist's weird mind? Whatever, the only way to manage this is to take a look at his/her art. Art shows his/her expressions, feelings, mood and maybe ambitions as well... isn't it? Writing is kinda sorta art (the most important above all, I guess) but mainly drawing and sketching is suggested as this.
So I decided to give the fanart of mine a try... ah, surely my english is awful, but don't be bothered - I won't write a lot beside my drawings.
Yesh - some of you may know me also from Instagram as "deimosandre"; just in case you'd think I would steal my own drawings (that sounds gross).
Just - before you open this book remember: stealing art is awful - but I'm ok with you reposting it, as long you CREDIT me, thx. Anything else is a crime.
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I made this art book because I want to share my art with people. Here you can find some of my OCS and other madness. I may not be the best artist, but I would say I'm pretty decent. At least that's what my mom says XD. And I will kindly ask you to NOT claim my art as your own, thank you 😊.
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