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Sometimes I use the Ho'oponopono method of healing in my healing practice. It really brings a lot of peace! When this reminder came to me in a recent session, I decided to make a drawing of it for my client.

"The moment one gives close attention to anything,even a blade of grass it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself."Henry Miller #aristina.z #originals#Digital art#autodesk sketchbook #

Réalisation du portrait de @Sylvie Adigard dans le cadre de la préparation de l’exposition : « Les chroniqueurs de #Télématin sur #France 2 et la dissipation et vapeur de la mémoire télévisuelle.

Artists from the planet Earth believe that inspiration is an inner energy that gives them ideas, mental power which strengthens the will to create a new work. We Assheads from the World of Fantasy, we know that inspiration is a living being that manages the actions of artists, states them to actions that normal man would not do. We consider the coming of inspiration - to a reasonable extent - good for creativity, but if the inspiration gets us in a firm hug and does not give up, it can have a devastating impact on the individual. In such instances, inspiration shows their other, insidious nature, about which little is spoken. Inspiration will, for example, propel artist - as the devil sinning soul - to constantly create, to eat is not thought, to be many nights sleepless, his sexual life can suffer, etc. Striking inspiration, such as a comet in the head, can, in some cases, result in a straitjacket, even death. We Assheads know that it is not wise to give advice to the artist struck by inspiration, warn him that there are still other joy and values in life. His inspiration closed his ears, he works with him as with a toy, so the artist could retaliate with aggression, considering that his personal freedom was compromised. For these and other reasons, we Assheads, marginal artists from the World of Fantasy, do not give special importance to artistic inspiration. - It's important to paint something, dance some dance, make some melody - says asshead Caci - - no matter what you create, there will always be someone stupid enough to see art in it.

a quick practice.

Inspired by Billie Eilish

an anatomy study I did to get better at posing.

This artwork is about an alien who is most comfortable in the clarity of thought that hands are his greatest friends. Magical energy surrounds them as they rejoice in the company of their hands.

Another for the Opus Daily Practice art challenge. I love bunnies. ^_^

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.

A drawing that began as a simple sketch for practicing emotions. My two characters, Yiska (left) and Volsung (right).

Looking for things to decorate to practice my intuitive painting

My father's voice comes back to me. "Not these, Katniss. Never these. They're nightlock. You'll be dead before they reach your stomach." - The Hunger Games Inktober Day1

Working on the intuitive process. Loving the freedom it gives and this piece so far.

Digital art made in Adobe Draw

I go to meetings, therefore I doodle. This small collection is just tip of the iceberg ...

I did this one to practice my pencil work and to improve on drawing realism. I used a reference photo from one of my favorite magazines, Inked, I removed the other tattoos on the model except for the beautiful rose tattoo.

Ballpoint pen; This is my version of John Tenniel's Alice, Tweedledee and Tweedledum in ballpoint pen, which is my favorite medium to use when i doodle ;)

THOSE MAGNIFICENT BEASTS.

Read an article that Gill's Ice Cream is closing, here's an old sketch in front of it at The Original Farmers Market. Los Angeles has a weird habit of destroying the real thing to put in a facsimile of the same thing, but without the tradition, charm or h

Iceskating at berlin horst-dohm-icering

This is the the Icelandic parliament house in Reykjavik Iceland. Usually I don´t draw houses, I am more into faces, but have always wanted to draw houses though and enjoy watching them. This house has always been one of my favourite.

(fineliner pen on the back of a 55mm x 85mm business card) I accidently shredded this piece. It was a nice little drawing on the back of a business card, so it was annoying to lose it.

New art supplies test time…

I left this drawing behind when I moved but noticed it on a philosophy site; glad it was there.

Sometimes wisdom comes in a joke, and sometimes laughter carries truth. Brian spoke like a sage, Mike answered like a friend, and together they held the room. We draw to remember. Not only the lines of faces, but the presence of goodness, the gift of voices that echo long after the chairs are empty.

This is no landscape you could ever stand in. No observational drawing, no safe horizon line. This chalk experiment is a dream unfolding in color: a golden field lit from within, a scarlet seam of fire at its edge, and a storm-heavy sky pressing down with ancient weight. It feels like a place between worlds—where the conscious and unconscious meet, where memory and imagination blur. Some might see a battlefield, others a meadow after rain, and still others a veil between life and death. That is the beauty: the painting does not tell you what it is; it invites you to confess what you see. Psychologists say we project ourselves onto images like these. So—what do you notice first? The light? The darkness? The burning red? Perhaps that is not about the drawing at all, but about you.

Must be that time again…