(2B pencil on 180mm x 136mm paper) "They're not flag-waving wannabes, or finger-pointing-blamemongers. They're true British Heroes! They were born with spines of steel, have spunk by the bucketload, and their upper-lips aren't just stiff, they're rock-solid! They're the type who'll kick those mad-dogs aside and proudly march, bare-arsed, into the midday sun!"
Hey Boos! Haha lol I felt like I needed to post something before Christmas break (two weeks with no school) so yeah. Merry christmas ya'll!!!!! Love ya'll!!!!!! BYEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
Hey boos! this is just a little doodle of a space happy version of my oc Opal. (also currently listening to a playlist of I deserve this, I'm so crazy 4 u, and all I want is you all by rebsyyz ((not how you spell their name lol)) cause they're very deter)
Hey boos. I'm sorry I haven't been posting often. I've been really depressed recently. This morning, I though about ending it all. But I didn't. It was to close to Christmas and I didn't want to ruin anything for anyone again. I'm sorry guys. I'm so sorry.
Final assemblage - manual drawing enriched with digital elements, A5 format
The punch line:
An external, independent force ruined the morning by shattering the cup.
Fate took its share.
The question is:
Does this same external interference have the power to destroy the rest of the day?
Does one rotten fruit have the chance to rob all the others of their flavor? The sun will shine no matter the situation.
Choice and acceptance don't have to be mutually exclusive!
I have been up and down this week with my art. One day I love it and in a few days I start to hate it. Its a roller coaster I'm sick of. But inside myself I hold many universes that I try to explore with my characters. One might hold vampires, while the other might hold mermaids. While others are looking for peace, lost treasures or finding their way home.
In “I Love Lamp,” Ty Patmore blends nostalgia, humor, and subtle unease into a surreal domestic scene where time, space, and memory feel slightly off-center. A lava lamp—softly glowing with drifting shapes—sits on a worn wooden table, acting as the sole beacon of warmth inside a room that is quietly falling apart. The wallpaper peels back to reveal fractured brick beneath, as if the structure itself is shedding its old skin.
A melting wall clock drips down the surface like time losing its grip, while a framed picture of a UFO drifting over pine trees hints that even the outside world may not be quite right. Every object bends reality just enough to make the viewer question whether this room is comforting… or unsettling.
This artwork is part of my ongoing visual diary of factory life—small, overlooked corners turned into honest moments.
“Trash Talk” sits right between humor and grit… a reminder that even the most mundane places have something to say.
I have been going Disney strong the last few days. It feels soooo good. Its been nice sitting back and watching carefree movies. I was watching Luca when I made this little gal.
A woman holds a megaphone directly to her face and out of the megaphone burst an explosion of flowers to comunícate the message "be your biggest fan" in a playful, self love, confidence boost, way.
Model Portrait Art by Oz Galeano
Instagram:
https://www.instagram.com/arte_ozgaleano/
Comissions:
https://ko-fi.com/c/775fa10e7d
Donations:
https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/ozgaleano
Youtube:
https://www.youtube.com/@OzGaleano?sub_confirmation=1
Patreon:
https://www.patreon.com/Ozgaleano
Shop:
https://www.inprnt.com/gallery/ozgaleano/
TIK TOK:
https://www.tiktok.com/@oz_galeano
Behance:
https://www.behance.net/ozgaleano
KO-FI:
https://ko-fi.com/ozgaleano/commissions
