tree

Spray paint, acrylic and markers on canvas.

Depicting a serene landscape, the mountain rises majestically with its reflection mirrored in the tranquil lake beneath. Surrounded by lush green trees and a pale sky with a passing cloud, the scene evokes a sense of peace and natural beauty. The use of bold outlines gives the image a whimsical, almost cartoonish feel.

Life ends, that`s part of it.

I'm going to do a series of comics revolving around this character, Carlyle! She's such a an arrogant little diva, and I love her. I'm just doing this to test the waters and get used to writing comics. Not sure how serious I'm going to be with it, but hopefully I'll have fun along the way : )

Photograph taken in Flushing, NY.

Depiction of a tree in New York.

Snapshot of the trees in New York.

Street Photography picture channeling the art and the image of Basquiat.

Painted my watercolor paint palette as colorful trees and ink leaves

The oldest sister of the tree. I was intending on making her skin darker but wanted to resemble the two sisters more

Painting

This week is all about Pareidolia or seeing faces in things. Tree at my in-laws.

At a street corner, I painted a magnificent Bougainvillea flame.

I painted a tree from someone’s yard that looks like a paisley pattern. What a stylish tree.

When I saw what I wanted to paint while hiking, I immediately painted those real pink palm trees.

One of my favorite VTubers. Drew her from the inspiration of @Omuf666 Disney Gal Compilation.

Crewed up….#embracingnightmares

When I didn’t know what to paint while hiking, I closed in on a random spot to appreciate the shadows and tree branches of nature’s real-life camo

Oops, I painted the wrong tree at the park. A lot was happening! I meant to paint the other rainbow cloud-like tree.

A Brief Pause at the Edge of Becoming It seems I am always seeking a place to sit— not just to rest the body, but to settle the soul. Yet even in stillness, Gary Brecka’s words whisper: “The quickest way to old age is the aggressive pursuit of comfort.” So I do not stay long. I walked until I found a picnic table beneath a canopy of bare-limbed trees, branches like open hands waiting for green. The blue spruces nearby— stoic, unchanged, whispering that some things endure. I sketched. Not perfectly. Not for anyone’s praise. Just a mark to say: I was here. Alive in this in-between. Waiting. Listening. Not for leaves— but for something truer than comfort. Thank you for joining me in this small noticing. A moment borrowed from the rush. A table. A tree. A thought. A gift.

While painting this in Santa Monica, I got surrounded by a panel of art experts: https://tiktok.com/t/ZP8jk8RsV/

para este tercer día de esta semana de sobre los personajes de comfort hoy le toca a este adorable conejito que le encanta patinar y el helado se llama cuddles

A cute bonsai character with a fierce expression holds two swords, wearing an orange martial arts outfit and a headband with a red symbol. Its head is stylized as a bonsai tree, with vibrant green foliage, set against a dynamic red background and the words "BANZAI BONSAI!" above.