Haley Hughes. Paradise 2, 2016.
oil on canvas
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Landscape with Grotto and a Rider, Joos de Momper the Younger, ca. 1616
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My most recently finished drawing. This one employs a perspectival view that's unusual for me. I hadn't thought of it, but I suppose the scale here is somewhat ambiguous: there could be brickwork in the pit or gigantic stonework. Up to how you want to see it.
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Impression of a Landscape, 2022
Mixed media: pinball and gel pens and stamps, on 80g paper.
what do you feel when your eyes encounter an open space to wonder?
have a good week ^^
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Enjoy Sphere (illustration)
The Enjoy Sphere, where the SilVerse (the culmination of all my own universes) starts and ends. I also made a theme :D (it's not super well done but it's the first time I'm composing music :''D)
L'Enjoy Sphere, là où le SilVerse (l'entièreté de tous mes univers) commence et se termine. J'ai également créé un thème :D (ce n'est pas super bien fait mais c'est la première fois que je compose de la musique :''D)
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Ignore the character he is not important. He is just… there to learn how to combine characters and backgrounds into a pixel sandwich
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WILDERNESTS
After the Gnorlian invasion,
Some Witches found themselves in the
Wildernests. But they were spread thin
& did not find each other. But
Other things were found, such as pause,
Stillness, the blowing of grass, &
A rumble ever so often
Of tunnels groaning underfoot.
Grass on the island was covered
In holes so small that one had to
Lift a blade to the eye to see
Them. The Wildernests had grass a
Dozen. Those fields that lay between
Where the Witches once were and where
Whereville then was had the tongue running
Through them like a blade. It was said:
Here the Voices sang loudest. Like
A jacketing cat’s caw, or the
Conscious of a sweetheart performing
A misdeed. That is why so few
Made their home here, leaving them wide
Open like Breadth. Thus the Wildernests
Were for wanderers. Some would travel
Through these parts headed Down & Right,
Looking for the fabled fountain
Upstream. Others avoided them
Completely, as they did not want
To be alone with their listening
To all the Voices’ holy song.
Others simply had no time to
Travel through the consecrated
Wildernests, & so they did not.
EXPLORE THE REST OF THE ISLAND
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Olivia van Kuiken. Untitled, 2022-23.
oil on canvas
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Metamorphism, 2023
Mixed media: watercolour, crayons and oil pastels on paper.
have a good resting today ^^
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« Nocturne Est l’âme de La Forêt »
Cette création évoque la mysticité de ma perception de la nature. Inspirée de ma rencontre avec la châtaigneraie de mon village à Pianellu en Corse ! Et cette lune claire et clairvoyante illuminant les rares cerfs.
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