I had fun with this one! I wanted to draw a blanket but wasn't sure what to do with it so I turned it into a fort... Which in turn inspired a whole landscape
Digital painting X Photobashing
After soaking up a mountain view this came out an hour after.
Digital Painting X Photobashing
Digital Drawing X Photobashing
Digital drawing X Photobashing
Acrylic on Canson paper format A4
Large Ocean Wave, commission. Medium: Acrylic paint pouring.
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting—
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Drawn in sketchbook mobile
Did using watercolour, oil pastel and pen
18 x 36in - oil on canvas
Drew ot back in 2019.Water colour, oil pastel and pencil.
Earlier uploaded the forest but it was misty. I felt a hint of light would vibe better. So reuploading...
Abstract Landscape // Watercolor and ink on paper // 5.5 x 8 in // 2020
Abstract Landscape // Watercolor and ink on paper // 6 x 5.5 in // 2020
you step carefully around the purple flowers blooming sporadically across the forest floor. it is very late at night, and you know that you shouldn't be wandering this uncharted planet on your own at this mysterious hour. but something in the trees beckons you subconsciously. as you begin to clamor up steep, untread areas of the landscape, you discard you burdens--a first aid kit, your water, all the suddenly unnecessary contents of your pack. something primitive roars inside of you. your pace increases; you now feel the shear closeness of whatever you are chasing so starkly. your feet and hands slip as you grasp onto the trunks of trees and throw your feet ahead of you with such purpose. at last, you arrive at a clearing--and there she is. and she is like nothing you have ever seen before. she is not human, far from it, but your passion for her claws at every inch of your insides. she is not like any creature that has walked earth or neptune. she is something entirely different, and you have fallen in love with that--with her.
The raven familiar sat atop Florien's head making a mess of his braids. Weaving herself a new nest, she pulled a long strand free from a loooping braid her gleaming beak tucking it into a place that she deemed appropriate. She watched the snowy landscape alert to danger as she worked.
Abstract Landscape // Colored pencil on black paper // 6 x 9 in // 2020