This one was a very short, missable scene from Vertigo where the guy walks into his friends workplace (a shipyard) and you never see this place again but I thought the colors were nice.
the moment before a yawn/sneeze is so ugly where the throat turns into a chin
Observe the rare Dayi withdraw into the shadows of her studio. she digs up the “Asian Face Reference” Pinterest bookmark from high school. makes something that means 0 things but was *gasp* fun to make. take a listen to the music that enters her ear holes through her earbuds. It’s not music. It’s silence. Dayi is wonderful. *
made a new tiny one and painted over a big one and that is what I have done today.
All my paintings and drawings have had single-word titles since 10th grade but now I will start using Longer Titles that mean More Things. This one is Bolts of Gritted Teeth 👹
ha ha ha what a scary time for women these past ten thousand years. This is a painting with trees now and the next few paintings will also include trees. Are they dead or alive? Every second just creates billions of dead branches of ex possible futures
a blip on the screen
drowned in the icy water of egotistical calculation
I finished putting together my portfolio for the Kyoto painting program last night and it looks really great 👹