Even if it is (in my case at the least) just doodling away to the point of allsorts in the hopes it’ll make at least one person a) happy b) perked or c) amused, do good and be good in wake of the current shitstorms in the making.
More for another day...
Elias Rosenshaw 11/16/2023
Filtered digital collage of photography, digital patterns, pixel art, and pen & pencil on paper.
Text paraphrased from my friend Lydia.
Drawings are studies of statues I photographed:
Horse's Head, The Parthenon Sculptures, The British Museum, London, UK
The Bassai Sculptures, The British Museum, London, UK
Created using pen and ink, this drawing mimics a fine art painting I saw in a museum. I loved the figures and their fluid movements, so I doodled it down in my sketchbook and later inked it in for a refined black and white artwork. Check out more on my website ArtsyDrawings.com!
World gone to hell
Sons duaghters leaving their families homes, dying of a new and namles plague. Where are the gods? And what has become of my hero? I am king, but no more subjects are under my command.
A kingdom falls. A new age dawns, the illest omens herald its bitter arrival .
God preserve us.
We have forasken god, they do not forasake us.
This is why we must be stricken with sickness. . . .. … …
Weep for me.
Weep for all our brothers and sisters.
And now every uncreative poet and halfwit bard seeks to make drama of our troubles.
We are their muse, their grand epic to tell the children.
Fear the virus, dont look away, disturb the dead, praise us for our lies to you. They lead the masses to slay each out of fear.
Cry.
Yes, cry
Cry for your fallen.
They will not be returning for you soon.
But you are still alive, and for that you shall become stronger.
Onward
We cannot always bury the dead. Today , time is against us. We move foward, we carry the sorrow, but the ultimate goal is to defeat sorrow. Whatever form this darkess takes, we face it. Unafraid. And unrelenting.
Forge on into the night. Not gently and quiet shall be our passing.
For, if i am to end, and you likewise, we plant our flag atop the highest hill.
We scream our battle cry and let none forget our actions
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The very mountains will shake, and echo our last breath.
This is my promise.
If i shall die, i die as i am now
A man. I have decided.
So, i die
…..
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She dances, sings, sways toward the movement of the wind silent in efforts of reaching for the clouds. Hues of wonderful branches arise from the earth to present a walking portray of lively whispers. Amused at the sight of hands locked, a walk begins.
Voyager nude before the fallen bloom of this ageless water. Seeming to observe from distance, but materialize dance deeper into these woods. A smile in concerning rhythmic tones, deeper, a cradle into silent night. What further amuse these thoughts rapid?
Uprooting creature voyage further toward the claim of loud waters emerging. Profound wind amuse these senses accordingly. Beautiful witness proclaim happiness in these walking branches.
We wrapped up our trip with South of the Border, the schlockiest, most-borderline-offensive Mexican-themed South Carolina rest stop of all time. Then we hit Raleigh's art museum, and went home. The last few sketches of my sketchbook were me flipping through my photos and drawing a few favorite things I hadn't gotten to drawing yet. Thanks for traveling with me!
Archeology museum sort of. Albuquerque. Watercolor and ink on paper that no artist should use for watercolor. Looking for sketchbook that is good for ink and watercolor???
I overheard the term ‘feeding the muse’ after what felt like an age and two halves at some point this week, so I figured I’d utilise it as a source of inspiration (and corrupt it in the name of art) somehow...
So if Animal Crossing had a Catholic Church, one of the windows might look like this, because in the museum there are several cathedral windows with an Owl on them (Blathers). It's interesting how this particular art form of the church has inspired cultures throughout the ages, even in our modern times in video games. An owl is a symbol of wisdom. So this is the Eucharist, fount of all wisdom or rather even Wisdom itself (as He is God). Heh, it's pretty fun finding all these lil Catholic things in games ^_^
Every working day, I post what I call a #legobiscuit to my Instagram here: instagram.com/legotrip
The best of these eventually get the full Photoshop treatment.
Polyamory is Great! Until One Person Gets the Flu. I once posted this to the polyamorous subreddit and they nearly died from amusement.
Réalisation du portrait de @Béatrice Benoît-Gonin 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.
