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

Drawing on gray vellum paper using colored pencil. Size 7x12 inches

Abstract painting "Orthodox Institute". Cardboard, markers, gel pens and gouache, 30x42 cm, 2018

Acrylic marker.

I wanted to share with you this meowgical rainbow I drew! I love drawing silly cats and creating colourful art. I made this artwork using colour markers. Hope you enjoy!

Ink splatter and fineliner in my watercolour sketchbook.

Another Ed Edd n Eddy piece- traditionally drawn, brush pen for linework, then digitally colored.

Head #48 of my 100 Heads.

Illustrated with Ink and Ink-Pens on Paper. Urh.-Nr:1811955 Copyright  by Carolina Matthes

First commission of the year in progress — inspired by my mural in Bristol, for a couple from the neighbourhood who walk by the mural nearly every day

Kraft paper n coloured pencils

Elias Rosenshaw 8/3/2022 Marker on paper

Mushroom made on ink with the pointillism technique

The name "Mokumokuren" literally means "many eyes" or "continuous eyes". The Mokumokuren is considered by the Japanese to be one of the traditional inhabitants of haunted houses. The only way to remove the spirit from the wall is to patch up the holes in it.

Illustrated with Ink and Ink-Pens. Inktober 2018 Urh.-Nr:1811955 Copyright

Illustrated with Ink-Pens. Inktober 2018 Copyright

Illustrated with Ink and Ink-Pens on Paper. Urh.-Nr:1811955 Copyright

Another sketch of my hand

I had some 5x7 postcards produced if you're looking for some whimsical paintings to frame or use to mail to friends. I'll throw some stickers in with each order.

On the myth of trees

Pet commission of Humphrey in charcoal and graphite.

Black and white, graphite (pencil) drawing. This is the fourth rendering of this "girl-in-the-rose" image (it's a personal favorite).

These are 5 out of 12 images I did while processing the necessity of healing from life lessons. Heartbreak is prevalent throughout all the levels of tragedies in our lives. At times, the mourning period feels forced-- I never really want my wounds to heal because I feel they're the last of the love I carried for that "thing". The process feels like gold pouring into my gapping heart and I can only scream as it sears through my veins. It hurts to heal. It hurts that it has to happen.