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Priscilla Alvarado

Bleu Hope

Fun fact: This, some 34 years ago, nearly became the title of Pixar’s first short “The Adventures Of André & Wally B.”. You learn something new every day folks...

Bleu Hope

The creative demon possessing me at the time must’ve either been Mark E. Smith or Radiohead’s ‘Hail To The Thief’ shaped, judging by the lyrics of this one..

Bleu Hope

Quiet nights in = essential for crafting new ideas...

Nora Thompson

Mechanical pencil drawing with digital texture and color added

Jennifer

Graphite pencil with watercolor and Micron pen.

Amy Rose

Bunnies everywhere!!! The cardboard I painted on bowed over the time it took to be painted but it still turned out

Nora Thompson

Mechanical pencil drawing with digital texture and color added

Jasmin

Watercolour and coloured pencil on watercolour paper.

Josh Gee

Fantasy Awaits

Bleu Hope

Quite often I dream up strange word combinations. The title for this one’s yet another example of such activities...

HEL MORT

Original painting created by HEL MORT®, Mixed Media on Aluminium.

Lora Sager

To all service members and veterans may your holiday and new years be bright

Bleu Hope

Bleu Hope

One for the blood moon.

Robert Falagrady

Bleu Hope

“Gone Fishing Again (Yet Again)”, September 2023.

King Gizzard flavoured and inspired goblin sharks to kickstart September :-)

Nora Thompson

Mechanical pencil drawing with digital texture and color added

Derek Lowes

One of my favourite artists and directors.

Celeste

Cotton Candy Color doodle

Nora Thompson

Mechanical pencil drawing with digital texture and color added

Adrian Amiro

Bleu Hope

At All Times Pleas (No. 1), February 2019.

Something meaningful and hippie-like.

Maia Palomar

Chromatography is used in chemistry to dissolve a mixture and place it into a "mobile phase," which allows the solvent to carry it and its components up the paper. It shows the layers, exposing deeper, hidden tones and colors, something only seen when a solvent of the same polarity is used. It's odd. Life feels a bit like that, and I'm seeing the colors separate for the first time. It's all there, everything that's been hidden in the inky mess for the past however many years. And now it's smeared. Bold. Clear. But blurry. What's on me and what's on you? Where do we go from here?