Darkness filled with suicidal motions, a death of a little girl, tears in poverty, and madness further. What shivers await? Alien life forms compose a last symphony.
An early doodle of mine from my Junior year astronomy class. I have this up as a print for sale on Redbubble, Society6, Fine Art America, and Threadless.
This is another one of my London rose watercolor paintings. It is available as a print on products on Redbubble, Society6, Zazzle, and Threadless. All sites are accessible via this link: https://linktr.ee/okhismakingart
The leftover experience of the damaged mind that lack various questions needed to be asked. Early brushes reveal a struggle to relate and speak. Damages on canvas that we witness.
To become selfish in manners that depict a lack of understanding, a horrid brooding fire contact fractured arms completely. Harm composed by the ashes that follow. A tundra voyage in need.
Thoughts carry a weight in this silent wave. Looking for speaking methods, but be the nervous vessel that distance experience. Hidden creature comfort in isolation, creation.
A watercolor painting of Free Spirit roses with an odd, movie theater carpet-like background. It is available as a print on products on Redbubble, Society6, Zazzle, and Threadless. Check out all these sites via this link: https://linktr.ee/okhismakingart
Beautiful arms that cradle gentle harmony through the sweet dreams of wonder follow branches into the hearts of night. Tears of happiness lay vibrant meadow. Smiles bloom in garden Earth.
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.
Twisted mentions of the horrid fever that be separated in these realms of bleakness, a tense reality prevail. Images further, but repetitive sorrow consume him.
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.
Essentially what this "Secret Sketchbook" project is, is a sketchbook that I use for my Patreon, that I make doodles in for my patrons, then once I have enough pages, I make it into a zine! I'm currently in the process of getting the very first secret sketchbook printed now, and starting on the second one which will be more exclusive until it's complete!
An incorrectly oriented version of "Bees at Work in Blue," a mixed media drawing done with pens, markers, and watercolors. It is available (in the correct orientation) on products on Redbubble, Society6, Zazzle, and Threadless. Try this link for easy access to all sites (and therefore dresses, towels, rugs, tapestries, and more): https://linktr.ee/okhismakingart
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.
A watercolor of some roses I saw in Regent's Park, London. This design is available as a print on Redbubble, Society6, Zazzle, and Threadless. Try this link for easy direction to all sites: https://linktr.ee/okhismakingart
Broken heart looking for answers for these sorrows and ravaging wounds. Fear, enclosed but in hope of a guiding reality further. Distance of a lad emerges.
To consume, witness vibrant hallucinations through dark struggles in life. What fears must lurk here? Alone in tundra steps further, thinking of a different age.
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.
Through strange realms of odd memory, looking to gift something in eyes beautiful. What is this pain represented? Why these tears emerge? A darkness must always follow.
Lovely dog and child that play hockey together, voyagers of the forest hue, blooming wonder that be the dance in happiness. Playful enchantment overwhelm the land.
Voyaging deep within forest realms to consume flesh of children hiding. A beast delighted, but a struggle to find them. What horrors emerge to confirm nightmarish awake?
