Sharpie pen (fine) + Prismacolor markers on white paper • After diving into a few episodes of Westworld season 3, I found myself a little lost. After watching all of season 2 again, I found myself with more questions. So now you can find me starting Westworld season 1 again.
Lately, I have been focusing on making art cards so that my work is more accessible to anyone who is interested but doesn't want to invest in a large original piece for their collection.
This art piece underlines the duality of eastern and western cultures. I love when they combine.
I’m a first generation Canadian with Indian descent.
My artistry shows that duality of co-existence
This art piece underlines the duality of eastern and western cultures. I love when they combine.
I’m a first generation Canadian with Indian descent.
My artistry shows that duality of co-existence
Animaux origamiques répétés et rapprochés pour former de manière subjective un vêtement ou un accessoire. Un animal seul est représenté par illustration. L’animal donne une indication sur l’apparence du vêtement en suggérant une texture, une nuance, une odeur. Dans la série, « lipstickrabbit » fait référence au testing des rouges à lèvres sur les lapins.
This is an experiment, I was trying to make a paper doll. I haven't cut out the pieces yet, but I'll post a picture tomorrow with the doll wearing the clothes. I also experimented with shading on the hair, and a different way of drawing it. I'm really sorry the picture is on it's side, I will fix that next time I do one of these.
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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I live on Toronto's waterfront, and everyday there seems to be something new to sketch. I'm trying to keep busy with this whole COVID-19 epidemic. I really can't help but to keep sketching, keeps me sane from all the fear going around.
Abstract drawing of a structure shaped like a spiral. Colours and shapes added to amplifies the natural movement of the drawing. Raw art, pen and ink on paper.
Well I belong to the food capital of Madhya Pradesh - Indore..indore is well known for its variety of food and culture..Here is a doddle for food lovers .
