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このオリジナルデザインは、私のストアでさまざまな色のユニセックス T シャツとして入手できます | This original design is available in a unisex t-shirt in various colors in my store | Este diseño original esta disponible en camiseta unisex en varios colores en mi tienda: https://yuni-kipoh-store.printify.me/product/20111962/traveling-de-viaje

For May 18th, today is the day of snow. For this day, I decided to make the penguin Pingu along with his best friend Robbie, who came out of a hole in the ice

When your girlfriend makes a random remark and that gives you incentive to create… not that I need much prompting!

Nostalgia in the night piercing at the heart of loss.

Fineliner and felt pen on drawing paper.

このユニークなデザインは、私のショップで黒と白のユニセックス T シャツとして入手できます | Este diseño único esta disponible en camiseta unisex en color negra y blanca en mi tienda | This unique design is available in black and white unisex t-shirts in my shop: https://yuni-kipoh-store.printify.me/product/20040865/little-frogs-ranitas

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For May 16th, today is the seahorse's turn. For this day, I decided to make none other than the eccentric, tactless, and deafening seahorse known as Stanley

Inspired by one of the bus routes I take back home from my Judo class in the evenings and how long said journey takes in terms of minutes… you’d think it was a quick trip but I assure you it’s not!

For May 14th, today is the day for rainbows. For this day, I decided to make Pond Dino Cookie. He's in a small pond on top of a lily pad, and suddenly he saw a beautiful rainbow next to the pond

I woke up at 5am(ish) last Sunday and not settling back to rest, I switched my radio on and hoped for the best. Next thing I know I’m half awake listening to one of Yo La Tengo’s more drone oriented songs. The track itself was 8 minutes long but felt longer… of course, this gave me ideas. What do you expect?

Fineliner and felt pen on drawing paper.

“You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone.”

Fineliner and felt pen on drawing paper.

The tables were covered in white paper. Crayons, pastels, and smooth sticks waited quietly. Then came Lucy’s glittery purse—her 8-year-old hands had filled it with stones to pass along, one by one, to the strangers around the table. We traced them. Pushed them. Held them. Then we let the colors lead: -Red for emotion. -Yellow for curiosity. -Blue for memory. Each color came with music, with story, with space. At the Museum of Wisconsin Art, we made marks not for meaning but for presence. Thank you to Ann Marie and MOWA for the invitation and trust. And thank you to the participants—some new friends, some old students—for showing up and making lines that listened before they spoke.

One week on from Beltane Fire Festival 2025 and it stills feel surreal that’s it for another year, you know? It’ll be nice to get back to some semblance of normality/whatever… For now? Have a gar on me :-P :-)

Lindsey's prompt: My sister's dog, Griff. No idea what he is. Just a happy mutt

Patron saint of cats and naps. Nobody, but nobody can nap like a cat

Fineliner and felt pen on drawing paper.

Once again, we delve into the world of Beltane via cephalopods…

Myself and many other pals did precisely this not long ago! Happy belated Beltane one and all

Sometimes, a good goodbye is also a fresh hello. As we wrapped up our "Sacred Spaces" paintings, I asked our student teacher to design a one-day project—something playful, earthy, and engaging to ease the class into her care. She brought mud. Literally. Using mud and simple stencils, students pressed images—flowers, insects, wings—onto the sidewalk behind our school. There's something timeless about making marks with the ground itself. It felt ancient and immediate at the same time. These prints won’t last long, but maybe that’s the point. A fleeting image, a shared laugh, a new hand guiding the next phase of learning. Art is about making marks. Not all of them need to be permanent.

Here's another drawing prompt from this year. For each of these days in July, I decided to do it with a sea and ocean theme (also certainly inspired by the famous Mer-may). Anyway, for the first day, it's all about fish. To open this, I drew the Smith family's goldfish, who is actually a man whose brain has been implanted in the body of a fish named Klaus Heissler.

It’s Beltane! Here, have another cuttlefish and capybara pairing :-)

Something simple now

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Graphics on artificially aged paper Reverse side of non-woven wallpaper, ink, 50x70 cm, 2024