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They tend to be, well most of the time...

This Peacock is the spirit of gems and peacocks.

This star is dying, but had a good run of several million years. Soon it will share its knowledge.

We weren’t getting enough social interaction in our quarantined space, so we decided to make another person, coming soon! This is my family as cats.

This happy whale just floats around feeling fine.

vines in blooms in retro-inspired colors

sketchy little blooms

Rainbow Monster is here for the party

Acrylic on metal (newspaper street box)

Acrylic on vintage cabinet door

Graphite on paper

When in doubt, add a narwhal.

Landscapes too good for some.

Dropping bombs on people's moms... All because he's mad that his own mom named him "Tom." He overreacted but there's more to explain, though- Keep in mind the fact that his last name is "Aito."

After heavy snowing small streams at Käylä rapid in Kuusamo looks a fascinating subject

I believe the future is about connection. Sometimes it seems that technology is making us more alone, but I like to believe that with every post, like, comment, follow, share, email and tweet, we are making ourselves more visible to one another. And together, we can make ourselves heard... Keep it positive, keep it loud, and keep it going forever.

"Flying in the sky with a lady in its arms, The Platform's heading fast out to the farm. She was harmed unknowingly and now she will become a seed, From which the platforms now will feed until they breed." -- Drawn with fountain pens, colored with my iPad using Procreate.

Label design I did for Snitz Creek Brewing and Abomination Brewing Co.

current pile in the studio

I don't always draw skulls and beer, sometimes I draw aliens too!

Half the time we don't realize we're infected until the symptoms start to show. But when told were we really infected to begin with our did we just believe what they told us. But if we're infected....do they have the antidote?

Inspired by the Delft figurines of the Dutch kissing boy and girl.

King of the rot King of decay Worlds will end, upon his say King of the rot King of decay Is all you bring, just misery? Upon my cries i heard him say “Yes its true, I’m father to dismay” “Loathe me, hate my ways” “But look beyond the death” “You find in my wake” “I may swallow life” “I may bring pain” “But how beautiful is the rose that blooms on the grave?” “How soft to the touch is the grass, after the rain?” “I am the king of rot” “I am the king of decay” “But i also bring new life to the day” #embracingnightmares

A mason jar filled with glowing fireflies casts a warm, bright light. The playful arrangement of the fireflies creates a whimsical and enchanting effect.