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the earth didn’t have to give us meadows of poppies, but she did!!

Howl cut himself another lump of cake, looking sad and honorable. "That is not the way to put it. I admit I thought I was fond of her for a time. She is in some ways a very sad lady, very unloved. Every man in Ingary is scared stiff of her. You ought to know how that feels, Sophie dear."

daily (?) fanart to keep this account alive pt. 3

Rereading Howls Moving Castle at the ripe old age of 29 and hurting my feelings.

Some of the star children as I was trying out acryl markers!

howls moving castle but put it in the Harlem renaissance

Rocky: Me and the bestie!!! :)

This beautiful trailer was created by my friends at Potto Collective : @lholmesharfang , Luc Armanet, @noctambuleur , @estellito , @nomnomsandwich , @shliten, Matthieu Chavane and Fanou Lefebvre

[Image ID: four gifs of someone holding a piece of embroidery art of the character Sophie from the anime film Howl's Moving Castle sitting at a table and sewing. The embroidery art has a mechanism which allows a person to manually crank a small rotating lever from behind the embroidery art, making Sophie's arm rotate, appearing as though she is really sewing with the needle and thread in her hand.]

Endpaper illustration I created for the special edition of Howl's Moving Castle published by HarperCollins last year!

I’ve always wanted to learn how to do more painting-style digital art so I started doing some impressionist / post-impressionist painting imitations with a Ghibli theme just for fun. This one’s Monet’s Woman with a Parasol, shout out your favorites or suggestions in the comments!

The door opened. Big bushes loaded with flowers drifted gently past and stopped so that Sophie could climb down among them. Between the bushes, lanes of long, bright green grass led in all directions. Howl and Sophie walked down the nearest, and the castle followed them, brushing petals off as it went. The castle, tall and black and misshapen though it was, blowing its peculiar little wisps of smoke from one turret or another, did not look out of place here. Magic had been at work here. Sophie knew it had. And the castle fitted somehow