My favorite critter
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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@didiislame
My favorite critter
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scanned in some silver dollar and pipefish derived fishies from the sketchbook and added some colour, I figured these would make fun stickers with a holo effect if people were interested! 🐟
Rusty lake cube escape
The Sea Foam Dragon
junicorn
day 11
‘pigecorn’
happy pigeon appreciation day :)
léna martinez
"I like it in here"
Okay. But its going to consume you.
"We don't have to change"
Okay. But it's going to consume you.
Eventually you have to leave. Eventually you have to run. And its painful and it's so much harder than staying in the comfort of what you know. In that house that stopped being a home years ago. Living memories you've replayed so many times over and over that the details are warping and becoming hollowed out corpses.
And it will consume you when you least expect it. You'll rot right there along with the building foundations and distort right along with your memories.
You'll have to run eventually, even if that's not how you're wired.
The window was never locked.
a handprint made in concrete is just the image of a hand, it’s not the real thing. or, it’s the absence of a hand, more than anything, the negative space. the casing around where it should be. it’s an indent that was made from something real - that could not have existed without something real - but it’s not the real thing, it’s just trying to be. maybe it’s not even trying. you put your hand there with your mother and the concrete remembers, and the handprint doesn’t even know why it exists, it just does. if we can make copies and not-things from real things in the world, who’s the say the world couldn’t do that itself? does it even need to know why?
The window within
pinched and prodded
your greatest creation is yourself
little gift for my bf :)
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Poem zine about my love of fish :) Purchase a copy here physically or here digitally :)
MOSEO, DEAN OF THE VEIN X a lil fanart for MTG: secrets of Strixhaven
In an ancient forest, shallow pools reflect not the trees above, but a luminous city of elsewhere.