Marydith

Well, I love Split fanarts. Higgs my beloved.

Higgs

I did this fanart of Higgs on march... And I forgot to post It. Sometimes happens, but I had this man looking at me for all this time from my desktop, waiting for his turn. 

I love him so much.  He's so twisted and he has a weird sense of humor.  Yes, I'm 99% an Angel... But that 1% 👀

🌟 Star Babies 🌟

I did this illustration to celebrate my new fancy star-shaped sunglasses!  Initially I did "Baby me", but in the end I added "Giant me"... Size Reversed!

Yes, they change size whenever they like! 

... And After some time I realized I used the same pose as the "My Lucky Star" Illustration. Maybe this was fate. 

It has to be like this since the beginning.  But I like the final result~ 

A Close-up directly from my latest Illustration Agape.

You can see that there are some guests here! My Star Babies are here to say "Hi" to Edith.

Agape

Agape Is Unconditional Love. 

Compassionate and Unlimited.

Edith is the Angel of Compassion and she has a sword named "Agape". But Agape Is not Just a mere weapon, Is the incarnation of Edith's true Essence. 

She's loving, compassionate, kind and a Natural Caregiver. She loves humanity and her job is to uplift people's lives with her unique Power. 

This is an Illustration that represents how we can reach our most elevated feeling toward humanity: Compassion. 

We should be much more compassionate toward others. 

Be gentle, kind. 

Some Close-Ups from my latest Illustration!

Disclaimer: This OC doesn't belong to me. Belongs to oldlady.45 on Instagram!

Disclaimer: This Original Character doesn't belong to me.

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙇𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨. 𝙇𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙝, 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙.

A new illustration themed around Aiace/Alain and Edith! This one dates back to last year, but I finally decided to show it anyway because I think showing those sides of me that are constantly hidden is the right choice. I created this illustration at a truly inspired moment, also because it was initially supposed to be a project for a contest with "flowers" as the theme, but I didn't like it very much and left everything half-finished for months and months. Then I picked up the project and started with Edith; along the way I added Aiace to her side and finally chose the location (a church, guess what) and the atmosphere I wanted to convey. I basically went backwards, randomly, in a totally confusing way. But I really like the result, even after all these months! I hope you like it too! As for the butterflies surrounding both of them... They are "familiars" that distinguish them. When Aiace was still Alain, he had red butterflies, just like Edith's. After his crime, they turned black, but they will always recognize those of their beloved. Just as hers will be inexorably drawn to his, forever. Furthermore, butterflies are messengers of the afterlife, or so they say. For two celestial beings, they are perfect!

“𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵…”

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Aiace/Alain! He is an OC I created several years ago, a seemingly eternal rival of the beautiful Edith. In reality, he is not her archenemy, but rather her great love. Their story has been briefly described in another post (the Valentine's Day one, where I featured them both), but the day will surely come when I will talk about it in more depth. I won't go into detail for now, also because this is only the "demonic" aspect, the one known as Aiace. Alain is very different and much more candid, let's put it that way. Aiace is the typical handsome and damned, who loves to dress in black and wears a singular earring in the shape of a silver sword in his left ear. He's a connoisseur of good taste, and despite his decidedly limited color palette, he loves elegant and refined clothing. I'd call him "fancy" in his own way, with his black silk shirts adorned with lace and black diamonds. His cloak is decorated with eye-catching black feathers, and the voluminous brooch holding it closed features a large blood-red gem, connected to another brooch affixed to the top right of the cloak, featuring three small skulls wrapped in raven plumage. Classic trousers, polished shoes. Even his nails are manicured, pointed, and fade from black to deep red. Even his eyes, rimmed in black—weird, huh? His raven hair shimmers blue in the sunlight, to be precise. I love his ice-blue eyes; they're so intense and a stark contrast to all the darkness surrounding him. As for his personality, well, let's skip over that. Irreverent, cheeky, he doesn't mince his words and always gets to the point. He's not one for half measures and always gets what he wants. Always. The guy to stay away from, right? But I adore him. He has a unique sense of humor, and underneath (VERY UNDER), his heart is kind. You have to get past the countless layers of annoyance and distrust towards everyone first.

“𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲.” 

(Le Rouge et le Noir – Stendhal)

I re-drew this book cover because I just wanted to convey something different this time. Julien is a character that seems so cold and distant, but inside his head there’s a demonic attitude and a professional calculator at work. I wanted to focus on his gaze, apparently cold and apathetic as his facial expression, but the ferocious light that shines on his eye explains many hidden aspects of his true nature. May I say that I hated this protagonist so much? He’s so selfish and cruel with every woman he meets and pretends to love, but I hated his principles more. Some people don’t think about others and their feelings; they see people as objects to use to pursue their ambitions. 

“𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖,  𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖.  𝑰𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐? 

Those you see depicted are two of my OCs: Aiace/Alain and Edith. He is only apparently a demon, she is the Angel of Compassion. They have a rather troubled history. I'll try to briefly summarize how their story began. Alain and Edith were initially two Angels belonging to the Lesser Host. Working constantly in close contact, since he embodied Passionate Love, while she embodied Unconditional Love, they ended up becoming intimate. Their feeling was forbidden, since all devotion was directed solely and exclusively to the Almighty, but both took the risk and decided to continue loving each other without being discovered. At least until they both decided to confess everything to the Father and hope that He would understand, allowing them to leave Paradise and live their love peacefully. which they shared without harming anyone. The Almighty did not take kindly to their relationship, punishing them severely for breaking a whole series of rules: Alain was expelled from Paradise, transformed into a half-demon, and repudiated. Edith's memories were manipulated to the point that she came to believe that her beloved Alain was a human who had been eliminated by none other than the demon Aiace (aka Alain), and every time he reincarnated, the demon found him with the sole purpose of making Edith suffer for his own pleasure. This spiral of hatred and destruction continued for centuries and centuries... But something has changed. Edith is sorting out her memories... And with them, Aiace's true identity. This illustration is my tribute for Valentine's Day! Even though they say love is blind, I believe that for brave hearts, there is no such thing as blindness. Two souls destined to love each other will always find a way to reunite.

“𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭, 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤.” 

(The Nonexistent Knight – Italo Calvino) Have you ever heard of a suit of armor animated solely by willpower and faith? Agilulfo, the character in this novel, has succeeded. While he lacks physical individuality, a vagabond named Gurdulù lacks individuality of conscience because he acts without even thinking about the consequences. And he will become Agilulfo's squire, no less. A series of events, to say the least, incredible, will involve, first and foremost, Agilulfo and some rather important knights, such as Rambaldo, Torrismondo, and Bradamante, and as the events unfold, involving all these characters, there are noteworthy twists. But who is the mystical figure who, through sheer willpower and faith, manages to animate a suit of snow-white armor? Agilulfo is the embodiment of the "ideal" man, depicted as a creature of the utmost integrity, obedient and dutiful. He protects and defends chivalric ideals with all his might, without questioning the dictates of those who send him into battle. An example impossible to humanize, since men cannot call themselves so pure and whole. For this reason, at a certain point, Agilulfo will cease to exist and abandon the mythical, impeccably white armor, rendering it inanimate. In fact, it will be Rambaldo who will don its pieces and exploit them to win the heart of the beautiful Bradamante, who was hopelessly in love with Agilulfo in his shining armor. The deception behind the facade, the intention behind the ideal, thus emerges. The cunning that loves to insinuate itself between the folds of righteousness. No man can call himself perfect, upright, and pure of spirit. And if so, then it is a nonexistent being. A spirit animating a shell. Agilulfo Emo Bertrandino of the Guildiverni and the Others of Corbentraz and Sura, knight of Selimpia Citeriore and Fez. For this illustration, I carefully studied the armor, its composition, and its structure. I tried to convey the idea that it was indeed empty inside, at least partially raising the helmet. For the whiteness, however, I did my utmost to make it as white as possible. I hope I succeeded!

𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒓, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓. 

(Robert Ballard) 

Today I'm talking to you about the underwater world. I created this illustration for a contest Huion held last year on the theme "The Water World." For the first time, I ventured into discovering an unknown microcosm, watching various documentaries and doing research. I created some sketches, always keeping all the references I needed to understand the shapes, structures, and dynamics of the ocean floor at hand, and ultimately created this cluster of settlements located on the seabed. In a world of water, I imagined what life in the deep might be like, how homes might be structured in direct contact with the local flora and fauna. How small houses and large structures might arise, and this is the result. I also studied extensively the way light filters through the water and how it illuminates the seabed, which at first glance might appear extremely dark and full of unknowns. Having also read "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea" last year, I remember the masterful way the coral reefs and rocky seabeds were depicted, so I also drew on that memory. I really love the final result, considering how much effort I put into this illustration.I'm so happy; I can finally draw some noteworthy landscapes!

𝑷𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝑴𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 

This is my entry for the Clip Studio Paint cat-themed contest! I love cats and have been surrounded by them for many years, coming to consider them true family members. Unfortunately, I no longer own any, but that hasn't stopped me from portraying them in the illustration, including their soft, sweet presence at my side as we revisit moments we shared. The photographs you see are overpaints of original shots that belong to me and that portray my furry family in their glory years. I can say I've shared wonderful moments with them, and I still hold them all dear to my heart, from the first to the last.

“𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠.” (The Cloven Viscount – Italo Calvino) Have you ever imagined what your life would be like if your body (and at the same time your character) were split into two parts? One side could be extremely good, while the other terribly evil. The balance, obviously, lies somewhere in the middle. But to reach such an awareness, you must face a thousand vicissitudes, identity swaps, and battles, even with the other side of yourself. The one we are unwilling to accept. All our shadows, our frailties, our flaws. Perfection lies precisely in the imperfection of our whole. This is what Italo Calvino's “The Cloven Viscount” taught me. The events involving the two halves of Medardo resonated with me like important lessons, small adventures that concealed a fundamental lesson behind their apparent randomness: self-acceptance, without reservation. It's often difficult to live with aspects of ourselves we don't fully like, but coming to appreciate their uniqueness makes us complete in our incompleteness. Over time, we develop the awareness that we are unique in our own way, for better or worse, and focusing only on one side of the scale is wrong. There will always be someone who will come to appreciate us for who we are as a whole, so let's learn to love every aspect of ourselves without fear. For this illustration, I tried to represent the two halves of Medardo as best I could, drawing on the physical descriptions in the book. To recognize and distinguish them, clothing is crucial here, as is the position in which I placed them.