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[silvermothsio]

TFW you wanna see more fanwork for a tiny fandom, but you haven't finished the source material yet and don't want any more spoilers

[ares857]

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[adawneveryday]

Poem: scattered days, empty nights, then order

The days scatterered and clattered about

Like panicked cats

Then there was silence

The nights vaulted high and wide

Like an abandoned opera house

Then there was whispering

The years revolved around worry and wandering

I stuffed rags under the doors to silence the whispers

I fed the cats to make them be still and calm

I changed the track of the years

So now

They track on to my stars that light the opera house full of my dreams

[trixthekid]

Chess

[adawneveryday]

Finished first large for 2020 shell series today.

I really love the way it turned out, although I disagreed with myself several times about how to treat this imagined beach, and i imagined taking the painting in several different directions.

But i decided I didn't need to choose. It's my artwork. I took it in several different directions at once.

I love the expressive wave, and I tucked a smaller, realistic wave underneath it. 

The cloud I began to blend and thought of making realistic, but then changed my mind because I wanted the shell to be the object of focus - it’s like when shell hunting and you see a great find, you don't see the clouds or the sky in the distance. They register like blurs and outlines in our peripherals. The waves, whether you are refusing to register them or not, demand attention with their sound and movement. The beach has been swept smooth and clean. The beach isn’t littered endlessly with perfect shells or even imperfect remnants of shells. 

How fast will the wave sweep the rest back out?

Better grab that shell before the wave reclaims it for the sea!

On my professional website A Dawn Every Day Artist.

(inspired by my own shell hunting where I found almost accidentally a whole whelk shell without a hole or blemish. It just happen to be out in the open and I had to step on it from it being washed out of my sight. I dug it out from under my foot. The surf was rough. The beach was blown and washed smooth. I felt very lucky.)

[adawneveryday]

Poem: silence from sound

Silver clouds above

Silver, wavy morning sound

Silences insides

[ares857]

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