I genuinely can't believe it's already March (I also can't believe it'll be a year since the pandemic really started). Yesterday also marked one year since I started journaling, which isn't an actual major thing, but still. How quickly time flies and how big of a difference a year can make. "And when it rains, the rain falls down Washing out the cattle town But she's quite safe up far away in her eiderdown And she dreams of crystal streams Of days gone by when we would lean Laughing, fit to burst, on each other."
A page of comic for a conquest
The story
End of the project: human species. The simulation has been achieving unexpected outcomes. Was increased free thought and the doubts fade away.
At that time, I recreate my own image. However, it's behaviours came with anomalies. We aren't.
You can't run away from you. Dreams were unexisted memories.
The likehood was that we're living an illusion. But, we change our view.
I couldn't attain the freedom I looked for. Everything became real. Everything came down. Am I still dreaming?
I miss having old-school, beautifully fucked up dreams that make zero sense whatsoever. One I had earlier this week met those standards of surrealism and more!
This is a commissioned doodle illustrating someone’s dreams. This was drawn with a fineliner on A1 paper with no pencilling or pre-planning. As you can tell!
If time cost flesh
If life is boundless
Then where will my hours take me
I want with desires
I wish like a liar
Chasing the rabbit timidly
When im asleep
My dreams are whats deep
I drown in seas of maybes
How do i rise
How do i reach skies
When emotions and plans limit me
I grovel an weep
Cause i put dreams out of reach
But i want to engage the maybes
So instead of the plots
And sitting on thoughts
Its time to embrace the daydreams
I wont cower to dreams
I’ll capture a scheme
And nurture the life of maybes -#embracingnightmares
Are the places of your dreams real? Will we ever make it there? Only the people who are there now, know. (Working on a big art project, this is a small side drawing I did while in a drawers block)
Being a woman itself is a superpower. Remember, you matter regardless of your age, appearance, color, gender, religion, sexuality. #BreakTheBias and make your dreams come true! Happy International Women's Day!
#InternationalWomensDay #InternationalWomensDay2022 #IWD2022 #IWD
this drawing influence by the 1994 movie Twenty-five years later, it is widely considered one of the best documentaries ever made.The three-hour film, which follows two black teenagers in their wearied quest to make it to the NBA.
This right here is a self portrait of me “sleeping” And in the background there are some buildings from New York that I took pictures of and they are made of Coffee and Charcoal
I had this bizarre dream recently that I saw some
maniac driving in circles around my neighbourhood in what looked like a Reliant Robin, ready to crash into whatever they could at any given moment… yes, my mind (awake or asleep) works in weird ways but it gives me ideas so, hurray?
