Oxen Effect

23 | Digital Artist

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Laundry Night

 Just a bit obsessed with Tokyo Launderettes

 Prints: elorapautrat.com

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Heyyy! Here are some Oxen Effect icons I’ve been working on :) It’s a sort of homage to to the old name.

#oxeneffect #icons #photoshop #sneak #peek #graphic #design #cactus #succulents #lavender #aesthetic #shirts #logos #void #spider #web #ox #brander #heyy

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Some really quick doodling. Bam.

#takenoonesshit #oxeneffect #rainbow #pastel #aesthetic #night #drawing #shorthair #girl #Photoshop #digital #art https://www.instagram.com/p/Byep2x_A2YA/?igshid=15rhmryjh1ped

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Pastels and neons.

Gotta find a good balance.

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Meme template to mess with :)

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Cracks of an Hourglass

Minutes and hours pass by, days, months, and years at a time.

Nothing is done, but the slow age that is brought ton by the sun..

We roam the streets, not on our feet.

Our will is what rives us, our minds are what direct us--

These shared days, time passes with far too much thought.

Our minds focus on useless, impertinent content like

​The flavor of creamer that you'll use in a cup of coffee.

Maybe it's Vanilla, or Amaretto. Irish Cream or half and half.

Maybe it's just plain whole milk.

But either way, if your favorite is not in stock, something in our minds blinks.

And it blinks like the slow, cross fading turn signal of an old, outdated car.

Our expectations are like butterflies and the wings often get ripped off by small children.

We set ourselves up for our own ultimatum-- failure.

We might get dissapointed. We might get mad. We might get sad.

We might waste our energy by festering with something so insignificant.

How can our minds stay locked on something for so long?

We get drunk on our own thoughts, and I've been told that time is all-healing.

Maybe these words with mend, finally stitch to something recognizably coherent,

But how can time be all healing when time is essentially the reason for our individual demise?

We live day by day, caring too much and not caring enough...

We live day by day, overthinking and not thinking enough...

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Atomic (2016) Black holes, they well with graphite tears A delicate under lip, it purses and its jaw clenches There’s a milky paleness, and that hot head of yours, It’s contagious-- it trails from your ears. It is all-consuming and plasters a newborn clone Only, you remain pushed, pressed down... . A black nullness streams from your face. It washes away only one mask of war. You remain bare, coated in the surreptitious ideals that drown not only optimists-- but cynical idealists alike. Your face remains sullen and fixated on discontent. Or is it worry? . . (Poem was written March 2016 Graphic was created 2018) #flash #fiction #prose #salvia #desert #art #writing #female #male #guy #man #girl #woman #intimate #poetry #atomic #graphite #tears #cynical #idealists #poem #graphic #design #photoshop #painting #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram

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My collarbones were half the size of yours. Yours were pronounced and skeletally slender, like miles of red vines.

Years of solitude, a beat down normalcy. Life ebbs and flows in haphazard spaces.

Age has torched inoperably. The blaze quit expanding.

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Be chill (2018) #salvia #desert #art #comic #strip #two #panels #texting #mislead #messy #nessy #psychedelic #spacey #help

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Something I just finished up :)

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me: *starts new drawing*

me: *doesn't like it and attempts to exit out of photoshop*

me: NO. FINSIH THJS

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Endless self portrait (2015)

My perception of time and self is warped. The way I feel now has been eternal. I've known no other way of living but in this existential hell. I know I have felt content but I cannot recall such a time. I've watched as they shamefully cried. I agreed that I would never become them. Once a feeling sets in it's as if it's been there for several lives. And lately I haven't been myself. There's someone looking back at me, hoping that I have all the answers.