He is on the street walking... What is his name? I don't know. He is holding flowers and a black umbrella. Where is he going? I'm not quite sure. Maybe to somebody or maybe to somewhere. Made with Oil Pastels
Journey presents a surrealist setting where a man is rowing his boat through a wondrous landscape, surrounded by buildings and stones with strange symbols and runes. A bright heavenly light illuminates the traveller's origin while a stark contrast is made with the vibrant blue light, from behind the walls, of this mysterious sunken building. This artwork is for sale on inkywinky.com.au
As above so below... I drew this purple tree with Arteza colouring pencils, blended with pencil blending medium. A5 format, grey Fabriano pastel paper.
Girl takes her best friend for a sunset Bike Ride around a lake. Trying to create the same characters in multiple scenes. Would eventually like to illustrate my own kids book.
Hi everyone, as a freelance photographer, I always choose for myself very close and ancient inspirations. Suddenly I remembered that my grandfather's room was still kept until now, so I took my camera and ran over there. Just like I feel a scene full of classics and peaceful, this is where my grandfather used to read newspapers, magazines, science books and meditate with a cup of tea or coffee. But this room is now locked and vacant because my grandfather passed away 2 years ago. I still often come to this room to clean up and sit down to think and remember the memories of the two grandparents in the past. Memories are so dear and beautiful
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Also a crayon drawing piece of a man praying in a mosque.
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'The light pouring sky,
under it,
as a kid,
I, like a dream,
FLY.
My life is a Beauty.'
-I by Taeyeon.
Trying some pastels after the drawing prompt. I like them. They are portable and you can create some fun effects. Of course, everything still looks like a seascape to me.
I think about times when talking on the phone was a thing and you’d be on for hours only to end up to infamous game of who hangs up first. Graphite, charcoal, and pastel on paper 11x14inch
In barren wintermonths you may start to wonder if spring will ever come again. Yes it does. Plants already have done their preparations. Life will be on earth till the sun dies down, people might not. Nature has it's ways, but those might not involve humans per se.
