Photographer and owner: Flo Artist,
Address: California Highway Patrol, 777 W Washington Blvd, Los Angeles, CA 90015, United States Of America.
Email: flo.artist@outlook.com
Photo taken by me and uploaded on June 7, 2016
Starring Don McLean: American Pie (1971).
Let me tell you a story about realizing that good old times are over. About "the day the music died" when three rock'n roll legends died in a helicopter crash. About Buddy Holly's widowed bride left behind.
Tricolor linoprint using one lino plate. October, 2020.
this is a traditional illustration in colored pencil and copic marker of Venom swinging over a city street drawn on an Amazing Spider-man blank sketch cover. See more at Sketchcardsandcovers.com
"I cried because I had no shoes,until I saw a man with no feet....life is full of blessings,sometimes we are too busy to count them"-anon #count ur blessings :)#aristina.z #originals #autodesk sketchbook
"The moment one gives close attention to anything,even a blade of grass it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself."Henry Miller #aristina.z #originals#Digital art#autodesk sketchbook #
For an Instagram art challenge, we had to draw a beat ‘em up character in the style of a robot. Here’s my contribution! I could’ve gone with some fairly obvious choices, but to challenge myself and try something new, I opted for Gon from Tekken 3. Turning this dino into a robot, now that’s where it got interesting!
Imperfect Lines, Honest Presence
This sketch is not perfect—and that’s exactly why it’s alive. The bold figure, the dissolving hat, the tilted chair: all of it feels unfinished, fleeting, caught in motion. It’s what the Japanese call wabi-sabi—finding beauty in the imperfect, the impermanent, the incomplete.
But there’s something deeper here too. A quick sketch is not just what the eye records. It’s what the soul permits. To draw without fixing, without polishing, is to admit the world will not hold still for us. Life slips past. The lines break off. And yet, somehow, the essence remains.
When you sketch this way, you are not the master of the moment—you are its guest. The pencil does not carve permanence; it pays attention. The act of drawing becomes an act of being present, of honoring what is already vanishing.
So here’s a challenge: grab a pencil and sketch someone near you in sixty seconds. Do not erase. Do not perfect. Let the lines falter. When you finish, ask yourself: What truth did the imperfection reveal?
Perhaps presence itself is the real art.
A striking, high-contrast graphite study of a hand in the act of writing. Created in a rapid 45-minute sitting through self-observation, this piece captures the intricate anatomy and focused tension of the artist's own hand as it holds the pen. The tip being pencil the top being pen and finger tips slightly smudged incorporate all aspects of the mediums used to create it.
