RoxyG100
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Life has decided that I have a lot of time on my hands, so let's fill it with art.
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RoxyG100
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· Apr 28
So, I might have to rest up tomorrow, but I feel happy where this drawing is now. This is 'David Lynch-Night Blooming Jasmine' I might be reposting this tomorrow, too #ArtYear #art #Portrait #DavidLynch
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Wednesday November 22, 1854.
With my options dwindling by the second, I sought out the good Sergeant Gray. I can't say he was pleased to see me.
"This is the scene of a crime," he snapped, not that his singsong Welsh vowels aided his annoyance any. "You cannot be here!"
1/3
With my options dwindling by the second, I sought out the good Sergeant Gray. I can't say he was pleased to see me.
"This is the scene of a crime," he snapped, not that his singsong Welsh vowels aided his annoyance any. "You cannot be here!"
1/3
November 22, 2025 at 7:56 AM
Wednesday November 22, 1854.
With my options dwindling by the second, I sought out the good Sergeant Gray. I can't say he was pleased to see me.
"This is the scene of a crime," he snapped, not that his singsong Welsh vowels aided his annoyance any. "You cannot be here!"
1/3
With my options dwindling by the second, I sought out the good Sergeant Gray. I can't say he was pleased to see me.
"This is the scene of a crime," he snapped, not that his singsong Welsh vowels aided his annoyance any. "You cannot be here!"
1/3
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2/3
Explaining my situation would have gone considerably quicker without his constant interjections. And yet he finally took me seriously.
"How is it you know that these escaped housebreakers did not attack Lady Geeson?" he asked.
It was the question I had dreaded.
Explaining my situation would have gone considerably quicker without his constant interjections. And yet he finally took me seriously.
"How is it you know that these escaped housebreakers did not attack Lady Geeson?" he asked.
It was the question I had dreaded.
November 22, 2025 at 7:56 AM
2/3
Explaining my situation would have gone considerably quicker without his constant interjections. And yet he finally took me seriously.
"How is it you know that these escaped housebreakers did not attack Lady Geeson?" he asked.
It was the question I had dreaded.
Explaining my situation would have gone considerably quicker without his constant interjections. And yet he finally took me seriously.
"How is it you know that these escaped housebreakers did not attack Lady Geeson?" he asked.
It was the question I had dreaded.
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3/3
"I managed to track them down, sir." I replied.
"Ah! Where are they?"
"In the city of Hull...though I doubt they are there any longer."
"Hull?" Sergeant Gray's lips pursed.
There are fools in this world, and people you can easily fool, but Sergeant Gray is not among them.
"I managed to track them down, sir." I replied.
"Ah! Where are they?"
"In the city of Hull...though I doubt they are there any longer."
"Hull?" Sergeant Gray's lips pursed.
There are fools in this world, and people you can easily fool, but Sergeant Gray is not among them.
November 22, 2025 at 7:56 AM
3/3
"I managed to track them down, sir." I replied.
"Ah! Where are they?"
"In the city of Hull...though I doubt they are there any longer."
"Hull?" Sergeant Gray's lips pursed.
There are fools in this world, and people you can easily fool, but Sergeant Gray is not among them.
"I managed to track them down, sir." I replied.
"Ah! Where are they?"
"In the city of Hull...though I doubt they are there any longer."
"Hull?" Sergeant Gray's lips pursed.
There are fools in this world, and people you can easily fool, but Sergeant Gray is not among them.
Drawing #TheCreature on the beach after he has escaped from the tower #ArtYear #art #Frankenstein #GuillermoDelToro #JacobElordi
November 22, 2025 at 12:26 PM
Drawing #TheCreature on the beach after he has escaped from the tower #ArtYear #art #Frankenstein #GuillermoDelToro #JacobElordi
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November 21, 2025 at 1:35 AM
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Red-eyed Forest - oil painting by Czechia painter, Marie Ban
More of this artist's paintings, here: www.marieban.com
#art
More of this artist's paintings, here: www.marieban.com
#art
November 22, 2025 at 8:45 AM
Red-eyed Forest - oil painting by Czechia painter, Marie Ban
More of this artist's paintings, here: www.marieban.com
#art
More of this artist's paintings, here: www.marieban.com
#art
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Lovely people of Bluesky: Please support my prize draw! I'm giving away recent oil painting, "Water Washed By Wind", to raise money for Care Leavers this Christmas & will ship it (free) anywhere in the world. Entry is free, but any donations would be fantastic. www.givewheel.com/fundraising/...
November 21, 2025 at 3:49 PM
Lovely people of Bluesky: Please support my prize draw! I'm giving away recent oil painting, "Water Washed By Wind", to raise money for Care Leavers this Christmas & will ship it (free) anywhere in the world. Entry is free, but any donations would be fantastic. www.givewheel.com/fundraising/...
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Tuesday November 21, 1854.
Over the years I have killed three people, and have sworn to myself not to do it again.
Yet Sir John Geeson killed his wife and did his best to kill me. My arm proves a constant reminder.
I could ask Bertha, I reflected...but my soul yearns for my own justice.
Over the years I have killed three people, and have sworn to myself not to do it again.
Yet Sir John Geeson killed his wife and did his best to kill me. My arm proves a constant reminder.
I could ask Bertha, I reflected...but my soul yearns for my own justice.
November 21, 2025 at 7:51 AM
Tuesday November 21, 1854.
Over the years I have killed three people, and have sworn to myself not to do it again.
Yet Sir John Geeson killed his wife and did his best to kill me. My arm proves a constant reminder.
I could ask Bertha, I reflected...but my soul yearns for my own justice.
Over the years I have killed three people, and have sworn to myself not to do it again.
Yet Sir John Geeson killed his wife and did his best to kill me. My arm proves a constant reminder.
I could ask Bertha, I reflected...but my soul yearns for my own justice.
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Here's a pen drawing of Elizabeth and her insects #ArtYear #art #Frankenstein #MiaGoth #GuillermoDelToro
November 20, 2025 at 7:33 PM
Here's a pen drawing of Elizabeth and her insects #ArtYear #art #Frankenstein #MiaGoth #GuillermoDelToro
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Monday November 20, 1854.
The office felt dark, much like my mood, for the day was overcast and grey.
"George, what are the chances the police might investigate Sir John?"
"A gent like him?" he said, not even looking up from his paper. "Next to none."
"That's what I thought too."
The office felt dark, much like my mood, for the day was overcast and grey.
"George, what are the chances the police might investigate Sir John?"
"A gent like him?" he said, not even looking up from his paper. "Next to none."
"That's what I thought too."
November 20, 2025 at 7:48 AM
Monday November 20, 1854.
The office felt dark, much like my mood, for the day was overcast and grey.
"George, what are the chances the police might investigate Sir John?"
"A gent like him?" he said, not even looking up from his paper. "Next to none."
"That's what I thought too."
The office felt dark, much like my mood, for the day was overcast and grey.
"George, what are the chances the police might investigate Sir John?"
"A gent like him?" he said, not even looking up from his paper. "Next to none."
"That's what I thought too."
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Happy #MobileLibrariesDay! 📚
An annual celebration of all the intrepid Mobile Library drivers who head out across the urban, rural and island communities of Scotland every week, delivering books, knowledge and entertainment. 📚
#BookWeekScotland #LoveLibraries
An annual celebration of all the intrepid Mobile Library drivers who head out across the urban, rural and island communities of Scotland every week, delivering books, knowledge and entertainment. 📚
#BookWeekScotland #LoveLibraries
November 19, 2025 at 9:47 AM
Happy #MobileLibrariesDay! 📚
An annual celebration of all the intrepid Mobile Library drivers who head out across the urban, rural and island communities of Scotland every week, delivering books, knowledge and entertainment. 📚
#BookWeekScotland #LoveLibraries
An annual celebration of all the intrepid Mobile Library drivers who head out across the urban, rural and island communities of Scotland every week, delivering books, knowledge and entertainment. 📚
#BookWeekScotland #LoveLibraries
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Orphné Achéron’s pen and ink illustration creates a striking contrast between harsh blacks and vibrant gold in this wonderful ode to Ancient Egyptian mythology.
#art #beautifulbizarre #orphneacheron #traditionalart #illustrator #darkillustration #gothicart #inkdrawing #ancientegypt #mythology
#art #beautifulbizarre #orphneacheron #traditionalart #illustrator #darkillustration #gothicart #inkdrawing #ancientegypt #mythology
November 19, 2025 at 3:30 AM
Orphné Achéron’s pen and ink illustration creates a striking contrast between harsh blacks and vibrant gold in this wonderful ode to Ancient Egyptian mythology.
#art #beautifulbizarre #orphneacheron #traditionalart #illustrator #darkillustration #gothicart #inkdrawing #ancientegypt #mythology
#art #beautifulbizarre #orphneacheron #traditionalart #illustrator #darkillustration #gothicart #inkdrawing #ancientegypt #mythology
If you see this, post your getaway vehicle
November 19, 2025 at 9:19 AM
If you see this, post your getaway vehicle
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Sunday November 19, 1854.
George's wife Mary rounded on me after the service.
"How dare you keep my husband working late last Friday night!" she railed at me. "I was cooking a boiling fowl!"
"I didn't realize, miss," I stuttered.
"Do you know how often George's mother lets me cook?"
George's wife Mary rounded on me after the service.
"How dare you keep my husband working late last Friday night!" she railed at me. "I was cooking a boiling fowl!"
"I didn't realize, miss," I stuttered.
"Do you know how often George's mother lets me cook?"
November 19, 2025 at 7:54 AM
Sunday November 19, 1854.
George's wife Mary rounded on me after the service.
"How dare you keep my husband working late last Friday night!" she railed at me. "I was cooking a boiling fowl!"
"I didn't realize, miss," I stuttered.
"Do you know how often George's mother lets me cook?"
George's wife Mary rounded on me after the service.
"How dare you keep my husband working late last Friday night!" she railed at me. "I was cooking a boiling fowl!"
"I didn't realize, miss," I stuttered.
"Do you know how often George's mother lets me cook?"
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November 18, 2025 at 6:24 PM
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We did it, folks!! To celebrate 1,3K followers, here's an #ArtShare!! 🎉 You know the rules:
— post your art and tell us a bit about yourself
— interact with others
— Tag your friends (optional)
— spread the word!!
🚫No AI or NFTS
NSFW allowed if properly labeled 😉
— post your art and tell us a bit about yourself
— interact with others
— Tag your friends (optional)
— spread the word!!
🚫No AI or NFTS
NSFW allowed if properly labeled 😉
November 18, 2025 at 6:50 PM
We did it, folks!! To celebrate 1,3K followers, here's an #ArtShare!! 🎉 You know the rules:
— post your art and tell us a bit about yourself
— interact with others
— Tag your friends (optional)
— spread the word!!
🚫No AI or NFTS
NSFW allowed if properly labeled 😉
— post your art and tell us a bit about yourself
— interact with others
— Tag your friends (optional)
— spread the word!!
🚫No AI or NFTS
NSFW allowed if properly labeled 😉
November 18, 2025 at 6:42 PM
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November 18, 2025 at 10:51 AM
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W. Graham Robertson bought Blake's eerie The Ghost of a Flea - a proto-Nosferatu/Alien - for 15 guineas in the 1880s; he went on to buy every Blake he could, then donated them to the nation
November 18, 2025 at 3:46 PM
W. Graham Robertson bought Blake's eerie The Ghost of a Flea - a proto-Nosferatu/Alien - for 15 guineas in the 1880s; he went on to buy every Blake he could, then donated them to the nation
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A spring picture 🙂, Holloway path at Middlemoor, Whitchurch Down a couple of Springs ago, #Dartmoor, #Devon. #photography #hollowaypath
November 18, 2025 at 10:55 AM
A spring picture 🙂, Holloway path at Middlemoor, Whitchurch Down a couple of Springs ago, #Dartmoor, #Devon. #photography #hollowaypath
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Stopped to have a hot plum lemonade at the world’s most beautiful café*
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November 18, 2025 at 11:02 AM
Stopped to have a hot plum lemonade at the world’s most beautiful café*
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November 18, 2025 at 10:51 AM