Beaten mention through words that of a dark age reveal vines that bleed into the hearts of many. To present your reflective waves, to be ridiculed by voices lacking the complete understanding. In thoughts, a depression emerges.
Damaged creature that state removal of these motions further. Compose darkness on these travels of dismay. Not Kin nor friends aware, silent departure a motion delightful.
Birds bikes and bells. It started as a quick bike doodle and then I got carried away. I kinda like getting carried away. I seldom know where it will end up.
This is a piece I did, based off of a prompt in a daily creating group that I am a member of on Facebook. The theme was Polka Dots (If the title wasn't obvious). Looking forward to trying out DoodleAddicts!
There are some things I’m so grateful for in 2018 and then there was a lot of stuff that I would love to go away. So this is my farewell art. There’s nothing random in this doodle but I’ll keep most of it to myself. Let’s hope for a way better 19.
Featured removal in this valley of roaming fears, the truth in dreams haunt this region. Compose mind, down the holes of madness present themselves. Tears and insanity follow his pleasure.
A creature happily roaming lands to question and feel the wonder in realms delightful. Eyes through trees, feathered expressiobs, loud poetic verses. Wood realms unveil an interesting reality here.
Shattered creature looking for balance, but be damaged by the decisions of wrongly waves. Tears, anger, this fire emerges to boil from within. Lost mind at distant way.
Vibrant feeling that soar through the meaning, balance, and beauty. Creatures happily delighted within their dancing realm. A smile upon their faces, happiness emerges.
An image depicting the taking of a mother fighting for her life as she holds her child. In tears while Reaper smiles heavily. Emotional valley weep thorns in their struggle to be together one last time.
Horrid ways for which sorrow follow further down the dim lights of life. What lines must be crossed as glass seem to puncture minds swollen? A strangeness emerges beneath our shadows.
Young mind in thoughts that feature happiness, contemplating worry, beauty from surrounding Earth, and the creative walls that bloom eyes curious. Alone in nude steps of silence.
Realms of Vibrant Oddites at display through poetic tales of welcome wonder. What emotions be boiled in this cauldron? Thoughts of mindful darkness play this way.
Walking creatures trying to survive within fractured realms of Earth. The cause of struggle, but the triumphant succeed in damages lifted, then repeated.
Went to see Billy Strings Band live in Philly. Music inspires me so much. Although you might not like bluegrass, it's worth checking these guys out. Great jamming, musicians and show. Anyway even if you hate bluegrass, I hope you like the art that came out of it. I also included the original sketch/doodle. Enjoy. BTW: the song is "While I'm Waiting Here".
In this photo I drew two Betta fish, a clock and a female in a dark background. Drawing this picture was more of a self expression. The two betta fish expressed conflict; the clock expressed running out of time and the female I guess would represent myself. I was in a dark period while drawing this, but happy to say, I’ve managed to pull through my obstacles =)
