A watercolor of some roses I saw in Regent's Park, London. This design is available as a print on Redbubble, Society6, Zazzle, and Threadless. Try this link for easy direction to all sites: https://linktr.ee/okhismakingart
American soda fountain in London from a historic photo by George Grantham Bain from Library of Congress collection.
Pen: Uniball
Sketchbook: Moleskine
Watercolor: Sakura Koi
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Featured removal in this valley of roaming fears, the truth in dreams haunt this region. Compose mind, down the holes of madness present themselves. Tears and insanity follow his pleasure.
To take child deep within forest rupture. Complete horrid nightmare of brooding night further here. To run away, to escape, the release, in chains be this consumption.
Broken heart looking for answers for these sorrows and ravaging wounds. Fear, enclosed but in hope of a guiding reality further. Distance of a lad emerges.
A creature happily roaming lands to question and feel the wonder in realms delightful. Eyes through trees, feathered expressiobs, loud poetic verses. Wood realms unveil an interesting reality here.
Shattered creature looking for balance, but be damaged by the decisions of wrongly waves. Tears, anger, this fire emerges to boil from within. Lost mind at distant way.
Vibrant feeling that soar through the meaning, balance, and beauty. Creatures happily delighted within their dancing realm. A smile upon their faces, happiness emerges.
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.
Lovely dog and child that play hockey together, voyagers of the forest hue, blooming wonder that be the dance in happiness. Playful enchantment overwhelm the land.
An image depicting the taking of a mother fighting for her life as she holds her child. In tears while Reaper smiles heavily. Emotional valley weep thorns in their struggle to be together one last time.
Horrid ways for which sorrow follow further down the dim lights of life. What lines must be crossed as glass seem to puncture minds swollen? A strangeness emerges beneath our shadows.
Young mind in thoughts that feature happiness, contemplating worry, beauty from surrounding Earth, and the creative walls that bloom eyes curious. Alone in nude steps of silence.
Realms of Vibrant Oddites at display through poetic tales of welcome wonder. What emotions be boiled in this cauldron? Thoughts of mindful darkness play this way.
Shivers that confirm discomfort, sickness ravage this unknown diagnosis. Tears with fear, unware of this future. Thoughts brightly lay lone depression.
Bright booze confirm an odd expression of sorrow and a look to lively eyes at this dance. Calamity surges through waves by which may emerge discomfort.
