Hello! I’m Anne-Fleur van Barele. Born and raised in the East side of the Netherlands, Gelderland. And an aspiring to-be creative student within the photography and artistic industry!
After following the path of becoming an engineer from 2023 to 2026, I realised I wanted to do more then endless 3D sketching, modeling and heavy workshop labor, and so I decided to switch careers (after three years into my engineering college!) to creative media. And i’ve never been happier.
In my free time I dabble in cosplay making and designing, 3d printing on both resin and regular printers, miniature painting, dungeons and dragons and more! I also keep show and cuddle chickens. Lets dive a little deeper into my personal life(if you’re interested)
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According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too
small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don’t
care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Ooh, black and yellow! Let’s shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a
second. Hello? – Barry? – Adam? – Oan you believe this is happening? – I can’t. I’ll pick you up.
Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I’m excited. Here’s the
graduate. We’re very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B’s. Very proud. Ma! I got a thing
going here. – You got lint on your fuzz. – Ow! That’s me! – Wave to us! We’ll be in row 118,000. –
Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! – Hey, Adam. – Hey, Barry. – Is that fuzz gel? – A little.
Special day, graduation. Never thought I’d make it. Three days grade school, three days high
school. Those were awkward. Three days college. I’m glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the
hive. You did come back different. – Hi, Barry. – Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. – Hear
about Frankie? – Yeah. – You going to the funeral? – No, I’m not going.
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