Streetstyle from Helsinki Finland. You know the Moomin tales by Tove Jansson. The friend of Moomin is Snufkin. A wanderer that has all the belongings with him. This fellow feels like real life Snufkin.
2nd version of the Comma with a rainbow paint effect background. I think more paint ended up on the desk, wall, tv, phone etc than the paper! 6th buttefly in the series of literally butterflies
The inside of my 3rd coloringbook with 100 drawings of Magical Patterns, like this snake. My flu-yin has killer whale seems to get most credit from that book.
I took the skulls of monkeys/apes I'd drawn about a year ago and incorporated them into some new collages that include mandalas I did about a month or two ago. Cutting, cutting, cutting, paper everywhere. I'm a huge mess. The second one is Billy / Jigsaw from Saw!
Like a moldy bridge, the Internet has trolls lurking underneath. Reddit: Unpopular Opinions is a particularly fetid spot for these mouth-breathers. It’s simmering with people ready to spew their most bigoted thoughts in the name of edginess/independence from the norm. ((follow-up note: for some reason, one of the images doubled. for all 5, visit: http://leahlucci.com/starling/2018/06/14/5-unpopular-opinions-illustrated/ ))
Everyone thinks that they love will have a happy ending, but those are the lucky ones. What about those who have their heart played just to get the pleasure fulfilled. What happens to those who kept promises but never fulfilled them, just forgot them like they meant nothing, no memories of them were made, it had nothing to do with them. This picture that I developed at this stage of a person's life shows that they don't ask for nothing beside a happy ending, sitting together and enjoying each other's company. What was the need of stealing someone's heart, use them for your own desires and then just throw it away? What did they get at the end? It was easy for them to make promises, gaining their trust, building hopes but harder for them to prove it. Day by day the pain kills them inside but to the world they are nothing more but alive and energetic, but who knows what’s happening from the inside, when they are just trying to live each day until death comes. At this moment of time no one can heal the cuts, them deceitful memories by the one who once said they will never hurt you or leave you. But I guess one day everyone does leave you, maybe today or tomorrow. She was told to forget him because he was nothing beside a memory. He wasn’t worth it. He walked away from her, but maybe she was too caught in his memories.
This page includes a sketch I made pulled over on the road near Pontiac, IL, a shield I stamped using a stamp I carved (pretty crude , but still works!), and some stickers I had made of sketches of other things in the area.
Last year I made many of these cards to sell at my shop. They are each monoprinted, so they are all different. Then I used a stamp I carved and doodled while watching binging on Criminal Minds.
Scanned from one of last years sketchbooks. Micron pens for basic sketch, added shadows with Koi watercolor pen, and used acrylic paint for the green background.
