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Original 8”x11” Acrylic on paper.

A humanized character design of a mega Gengar. She travels between worlds, summoning her little minions when desired.

Original 8”x10” ink and pencil on paper. For an upcoming series of paintings.

My biggest fear. My biggest fear is not the dark alleys I walk at night, the demons in my nightmares, the rise in knife and gun crime or terror attacks. My fear is like the people of troy bringing something in and it turning out to be something else than what I thought it to be. Sometimes it takes punching a hole in reality and a gallon of tears to realise you were wrong and fooled.

(HB pencil on 107mm x 75mm card) A dreamscape image (automatic drawing) which randomly developed into the memory of a teacher from 1984!

I am slowly teaching myself new skills...

Two different ways to teach your children!

It's Fang! Here's "Tears of an Angel", featuring my angel OC Iris and loads of the color pink.

A 3 format We love when Puppet amused! We always learn from The Greatest! Warning! The following text is intended for fans of Puppet Zvonko! People with poor cognitive abilities may remain confused. We Puppetapostles, we keep track of what our Lord Puppet is doing, we study each of his movements, each his word is recorded and subjected to philosophical analysis. And always, again, over and over again, our conviction is strengthened every time: He is the God of eternal wisdom and the correct procedures! It is known that Puppet Zvonko - for their own entertainment - whips, branded and cuts people with a razor, often with mortal consequences. We gladly approve of it, it is reasonable to Overpower must feel comfortable and have fun, with us, miserable microbes. We are happy that we are honored with its perfect presence. For the last month, we noticed that his Torture Trinity (razor, whip, stamp) was exclusively used by one unbeliever, just a blow - two, and then Puppet goes away. Instead of showing happiness which the Puppet is experiencing him at all, touching his pagan body with sacred objects, the unbeliever tries to hide, of course, in vain. We Puppetapostles, we also know that most of the inhabitants of the Magic Valley, to say the least, does not approve Puppet Zvonko proceedings (here we mention that those miserable ones, blind with healthy eyes, The Puppet is called a monster, concentration of evil and other totally wrong names). The Puppetapostles remain in their firm claim: Puppet Zvonko sends his sacred, allegorical messages to the inhabitants of the Magic Valley by his actions - and other beings - who are sufficiently mature to accept the truth, final knowledge, the purpose of life. Now comes the time when we need to understand why Puppet bothering just one unbeliever for a month! Have we developed enough cognitive power or we are just miserable microbes - how does Puppet claim?

The fight which happens in everyone's mind at some point. To go beyond the comfort zone. That can be whatever you are ignoring but which is going to expand you It can completely tear you apart but eventually you'll be in peace with it.

Did these as thank yous for my son’s preschool teachers. They loved them and I had fun making them.

Finished this up. Overall happy with how it turned out. Ramsey left the team this summer after 10 years.

In-progress. This is the final season for Aaron Ramsey as an Arsenal player. I put this compilation of images over his years with the team. Each one conveys something a bit different. The top image is a gesture to the fans. The middle is indicative of the emotion of playing. The lower is him in action.

Today was actually such a pleasant morning! ✨ I woke up at 5 am (instead of the usual 8 am) and used the extra 3 hours for myself~ I did some sketches, wrote a page in my journal and then drew some flowers. Which led me to this, again another flower shop. First I wanted to do a night version of my older piece but soon realized it looks bad. So drew this one instead. The story continues.

This illustration is based on my childhood favorite, Hans Andersen's story, the steadfast tin soldier.

Tried listening to a consultant but doodled instead

I draw this whenever I am bored, mostly to freak my teachers out.

Beautiful arms that cradle gentle harmony through the sweet dreams of wonder follow branches into the hearts of night. Tears of happiness lay vibrant meadow. Smiles bloom in garden Earth.

Through strange realms of odd memory, looking to gift something in eyes beautiful. What is this pain represented? Why these tears emerge? A darkness must always follow.

A hot pink tea mug! Acrylic paint on wood.

A fun thing I just had to try, doodling/painting on small used tea bags.

Here are 5 #Inktober paintings. I've been painting every single night and loving it. I think that my high school art teacher might have been right when he said doing a daily painting was key to his being an artist.

Our old barn in gouache. Painted on bad paper with my kid stealing my brushes and a cat walking all over me.

I took a doodle and sort of turned it into a mandala. I did my best, and I think that counts for something.

Steampunk submarine

Tea time 2013