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1000 Watchers Giveaway! - And the winners are...
So :iconbageltastic: didn't reply within the specified 3 days so i've had to draw another number for the grand prize, and that person is....
note has been sent!
And the winners are....
notes have been sent, remember you have 3 days to get back to me, or i pick someone else!
thanks so much to everyone who participated in this little giveaway. i wish i had time to draw for you all! thanks for all the watches and i hope to continue giving you guys lovely art to look at in the future!
So I just hit 1k watchers ahhh so excited!!!! I'm going to do a little giveaway to thank you guys for being so wonderful and supportive <3
What are the prizes, you ask?
First prize: one full body of any single character in either my chibi or normal style
Runners up: two people will get 150x150 pixels of any single ch
PE - All From One BaseA little under a week before Dolling Week began, mariiiis-dolls sent me a note with an amazing idea...
"Many people don't think dolling is very difficult, because we use premade bases and therefore don't put much effort into our dolls....But we do.
How about choosing (or creating, even though it's very spontaneous) a base, and a few dollers with diverse styles who should use the same base? Everyone would doll in their own unique style, to show that bases are more an inspiration, a point to start or a kind of 'collab' with the base maker, rather than a crutch? Maybe even a small description about the techniques the dollers use, technical details (like colors, time spent and so on). Dolling can be much more than using the base because 'we're lazy' - we use bases because we want to work with different styles, and combine styles of our own with styles of the base maker to create unique work."
mariiiis-dolls happened to be working on a
Bo.When Lindsay was born, Bo was there. Standing beside her mother, he was the first thing she ever saw. But he was not her father; her father stood on the other side.
Bo was there until the very moment she died.
The sun shone bright through the windows of her pink-laden room. She loved pink. And black.
“Because Bo is black,” she’d told her parents.
Her imaginary friend, they soon concluded.
“Bo is all black,” she described one night as her father tucked her in, “His skin and his hair and everything. He doesn’t talk a lot.”
Her father frowned.
“He sounds scary.”
“He’s not,” she insisted.
Bo sat on the bed and said nothing.
Her father kissed her good night and turned out the light.
“Why can’t Dad see you?” she asked.
“Are you real?”
“Are you real?” he replied.
“How do you know?”
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