Traveling

With all the ads lately, I’ve been thinking about the places I’d like to see; the vibes I could interact with.

Nite Light

I like old spaces and contemplative places. It’s distressing to see what’s happening in the world, the cultures being lost and their communities being destroyed.

Матусі (Hold the Wall)

I could get lost anywhere, but I find myself wanting a watery surrounding.

Foraging

I have an affinity* with lilies. *May be a birth month bias. They just speak to me.

Kero Kero

While derping on the internet, I came across an artist I enjoyed. One piece* inspired me. Unfortunately, I noticed the content was created using AI tools. I make every stroke of my doodles with my hand and have qualms with AI in most situations.

*Image removed by poster.

Snow Can Wait

New request for more flowers, specifically the mourning flower from a game. I have free rein with this one.

Sighing Sun

There’s so much history in the world. Looking at the homes, I have to look at the locations too. Inspired by Kinkaku-ji, The Golden Temple in Kyoto. Perhaps Kinki is the region for me.

The Mirror Temple

I daydream in seasons. Maybe this year, I’ll see the changing of the leaves. Inspired by Islington.

spring will come but autumn falls

With Autumn’s arrival comes my favorite time of the year. Time for All Hallow’s Eve and the Black Parade to march. What devious pranks will this year’s haunted house hold? I’m stoked beyond words that it’s officially pumpkin time.

bone-appétit

I’m having an animals phase sneak its way in. I came out to a black cat on my porch that I didn’t recognize. He had no problems with being petted, thereby fulfilling my dopamine need for the day and inspiring me to make an ”undercover spy” for the neighborhood cats.

Secret Agent

In my imagination, I travel the endless universe. Time means nothing, never will again.

For this one, I wanted to renovate a practice piece I did when I was a fledgling oil painter. Inspired by Henry Alexander Bowler

Eulogy Written in a Country Graveyard

The journey still unfolds.

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