I'd live there.
This was so much fun to paint. I imagined myself walking around the ice cream town...going up the Neapolitan stairs to the...ice cream shop. Buying an....ice cream. Dropping it. Crying. Having a wise old man comfort me and remind me that the streets are made of ice cream. Me saying "that's ok, I don't even like ice cream". But I do. I take a bite out of the man assuming he too is made of ice cream. Mistaken, I spit out the old man chunk as he falls to the ground. I catch sprinkles of hope in his eyes as he smoothly descends into the melted ice cream pavement. "So long, Old Man Chocolate", I imagine myself saying, but don't. I slowly rise to my feet and turn around, taking in the glorious splendour of my surroundings. The soft, glowing sunlight shines through a tear that I wipe away with a waffle....Where am
Mmmyes, how much detail can you pack into small sections of an A4 page? I tried. My tiny brush must have completely deteriorated by now. Psychologically.
Tiny Brush: "B-b--but I just can't do it! It's simply TOO SMALL"
Me: You WILL do this. And you will succeed...or else. *moves jacket aside to reveal super glue*
Tiny Brush: *whimper*
All that aside, hope you like this one
A DD! ...Blown away. Really. I'm really happy for it to be this one actually
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