Art by Gabrielle Rose. I live in Oakland, CA. Watercolor and ink are my favorite media. Get in touch at hello@drawgabbydraw.com.

Just Kidding

So after a week on Facebook, I’m over it.  I don’t think having a page as a visual artist is that important to me after all.  Account deleted.  Not fake deleted (aka deactivated), real deleted.

Thanks to the handful of fans, though!

The End

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New Year, new theme

Comments enabled, too!  Come talk to me.

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You guys are THE BOMB

Thanks for answering my question, definatalie, salexadecv, jumbledupbrains, thegimpnarhwal, and thebobbymiller.  How do I live without my helpers????

You can be my fan at Gabrielle Rose Art on Fartbook.

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G.T.T.

Gone to Texas, often abbreviated G.T.T. or GTT, was a phrase used by Americans immigrating to Texas in the 19th century often to escape debt, especially in the South and Midwest. It was often written on the doors of abandoned houses or posted as a sign on fences.”  —Wikipedia

This is one of a handful of facts I remember from elementary school Texas history.  I am off to Texas not to escape debt, but to visit the family for the holidays.  I won’t be at the computer so much for the next week, but I’ve queued (what a funny-looking word!) some doodles and things.  Merry Christmas!

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Christmas Music

Did you know that Pandora won’t let you thumbs-down anything on the Christmas station?  Really, Pandora?  Here I am in my apartment, all alone, drinking gingerbread tea and drawing while it rains and rains outside, and my day would be perfect if I could thumbs-down Josh Groban.  But I can’t.  I can only skip Josh Groban, which doesn’t adequately express my dislike for Josh Groban.  The next song is from a Rat Pack album, and you know what? I can’t even thumbs it up!  So Frank, Sammy, Dean, Peter, and Joey, I am sorry that Pandora doesn’t let me give you a thumbs-up, but I adore you nonetheless.

Oh and you, too, Bing.  I love you, too. Even though you had nothing to do with the Rat Pack.

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Stuff I’ve Learned

1.  After you shake your india ink, leave the cap on for a few seconds or else popping ink bubbles will speckle your paper.

2.  Don’t rest your hand on the part of your painting that is still wet.

3.  Haste makes waste… and irreversible mistakes.

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Finally!

I was very excited when I got the email saying Flavors.me beta is up and running!  I just messed around with my page for like, two hours.  I don’t have all of my services set up yet but will soon.

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I’m not gonna lie: I really like it when vintage Pop-Up Video shows on Vh1 Classic…  Does that make me old?

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So I guess we’ll be having vermouth and butter for dinner.

So I guess we’ll be having vermouth and butter for dinner.

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2:45 AM

I sort of just PWNED at poker and palomas.

Are you up?  What are you doing?

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Google searches that will bring you here

"how to draw monster from where the wild things are"

"my 5 year old draws me out in his pictures"

Thank you, Google Analytics.

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AGAIN

My resurrected computer died AGAIN.  FOREVER.  This isn’t funny anymore.  I’ll do my best to keep drawing and posting, though!  Bear with me. ♥

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omg my brother.

likemachines:

so i’m on tumblr while my five-year-old brother sits on my desk and practices writing letters. and there was an illustration of Where The Wild Things Are and as i scroll right past it he goes, “WAIT CHRISTEL, CHRISTEL GO BACK! GO BACK CHRISTEL.” so i go back to the picture and i say, “this?” and he goes, “YEAH CHRISTEL. I WAS READING THAT BOOK AT MY SCHOOL, CHRISTEL. I WAS READING THAT BOOK AT MY SCHOOL. WITH THE WILD THINGS.” and i was like, “…really?!” and he goes into this lengthy summary like,

“YEAH CHRISTEL. THE BOY, THE BOY HE WAS WEARING A COSTUME. AND HE WAS BEING BAD. AND HIS MOMMY PUT HIM IN TIME OUT. YEAH, CHRISTEL. SO HE GOES TO TIME OUT IN HIS ROOM, AND HE GOES AWAY ON A BOAT. CHRISTEL, THE BOY GOES AWAY ON A BOAT. AND HE GOES AND THERE ARE THE MONSTERS. THE WILD THINGS, CHRISTEL. AND THEY PLAY, CHRISTEL. CHRISTEL THEY PLAY. AND HE GETS SAD. THE BOY GETS SAD, CHRISTEL. SO HE GOES BACK ON THE BOAT AND HE GOES HOME. AND WHEN HE GOES HOME HE HAS SOUP! CHRISTEL, THE BOY HAS SOUP! THE SOUP WAS IN HIS ROOM. I LIKE THAT BOOK, CHRISTEL. I LIKE THAT BOOK.”

then gives me like the biggest hug ever and asks me to help him write some more.

This was SO FUNNY and is exactly how 5 year olds are.  Cracked me up.

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New Theme

Gabby’s Portfolio now has a new theme!  Don’t get me wrong, I like my hasaportfolio theme.  I just get bored once in a while, know what I mean?

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