I Am Practicing Converting Stills From Anime/video Games/cartoons Into Just The Line Art!

I am practicing converting stills from anime/video games/cartoons into just the line art!

I would love to make something like this, hopefully when I am finished embroidering this gd dress

Behold

A young blonde girl from California in her late teens, who moved to Texas, wanting to earn some extra money for the summer, decided to hire herself out as a “handy woman” and started canvassing a nearby up scale neighbourhood. 

She went to the front door of the first house and asked the owner if he had any odd jobs for her to do. “Well, I guess I could use somebody to paint the porch” he said. “How much will you charge me?” Delighted, the girl quickly responded, “How about $50?” The man agreed and told her that the paint and brushes and everything she would need were in the garage.

The man’s wife, hearing the conversation, said to her husband, “Does she realize that our porch goes ALL the way around the house?”

“That’s a bit cynical, isn’t it?” he responded.

The wife replied, “You’re right. I guess I’m starting to believe all those blonde jokes.”

A few hours later the blonde came to the door to collect her money. “You’re finished already??“ the startled husband asked. “Yes,” the blonde replied, “and I even had paint left over so I gave it two coats.”

Impressed, the man reached into his pocket for the $50 and handed it to her along with a $20 tip.

“Thank you,” the gal said, “And, by the way, it’s not a Porch, it’s a Lexus…”

My Dearest Girl

Soft ashes falling to the ground, eyes shut for the very last time: your eyes on me and the last sound the whisper of 'good girl'.

Recently I had to make the decision to put down a pet that I had grown up with. For me, some of my first memories were of scooping her out from under a car, of coaxing her into trusting me and bringing her to our new home. I was three and she was just a kitten and together we explored the world. Eventually I went off to college, but whenever I came home she would be sitting at the top of the steps-- waiting just for me.

I feel so much grief, so much guilt and sadness that I couldn't do anything for her in the end but be by her side. My family gave me the decision, gave me the choice of pursuing a long and most probably arduous care plan or letting her drift off in her sleep. I still don't know that I made the right choice. She was elderly, but would it have been worth it for those last few years we maybe could have had with her? We always celebrated our birthdays together, and next month I will be twenty while she could have turned eighteen. Did I make the right choice?

I felt the moment she drifted away, my hands stilling in her soft fur. She was given an injection to let her be asleep for the examination and eventually for the end, but I swear her eyes were locked on me, could swear her purr echoed in the room. I hope she is at rest, I hope she doesn't blame me and I hope she is okay. I don't know about heaven or hell, or where animals go but I hope it is to somewhere safe. I hope it is somewhere.

I loved her so much