Gowere the Mirror Knight and Samzun his Squire gallop into a new realm and hear melodies made of water

Melancholically marauding touring through trances falling into depths of comforting cosy sorrow.

I was in a creative mood the other day and made a lot of cute pinup girl graphics. I wanted them cartoonish and wearing short skirts and I love how they turned out. But for some reason when I’m…

Rebirth - Summary: Lila awakens to a new reality. 🔹Table of Contents My hands rubbed over a velvety surface. Something tickled my nose. I painfully cracked open my eyes. There was a white butterfly…

Strife by strife, the twisted lies, forgotten, misbegotten, a slash of flaming pillars, duelling waves, dual storms, dashing flight of thunder for the twisted roots pierce beguiled hearts, and in…

Grief is a wild creatureIt sneaks into your life unexpectedlyUnder cover of darknessIt tries to overpower the memoriesThe loveThe joy. Grief is a wild creatureIt can’t be tamedOnly observedProtect…

An old poem I wrote a couple years back. Be still like water Calm. like a subtle breeze When the wind whispers "Can vou feel me?" The land is your escape Be free Just be free Still like water Until…

She gazed from one of the rocky spires that surrounded the grassy caldera a tendril of blue-gray spray of water fell, carving a gentle stream into the lush green.

The scary oddball stands approximately 67mm tall and like other Brainrots, is cast from a solid PVC material. Names for the Brainrot characters Brainrot Charcter

K sent an email to corporate requesting a few more days of additional PTO via mobile phone. Within half an hour, K’s PTO request was approved. The author and the masked man organized the trip…

Ditherpunk has overtaken my artistic vision in a big way as of late. Since getting my Sony Mavica up and running, I've been absolutely obsessed with editing my photos with the explicit purpose of…

I’ll be teaming up with my friend Mike Monteiro next Friday (August 28th!) to offer an info-packed 90-minute online workshop on MAKIN' BOOKS.

SF Zine Fest For a little while I’ve been mulling over how I might dip my toes into the world of zine/art book fairs and festivals, especially now that I’ve amassed a decent catalog of original…

While walking the streets of downtown Grand Rapids, I noticed that there were many murals. Several of the murals were very interesting...and some honored local legends.

I've got a story going in my mind, and I've been dreaming again. A door has been unlocked and cracked open within me. I can't share the story or the dreams publicly, but I can say they are vivid and…

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Wulfric came to stay with Lord Brocwulf of Kesselin two days prior to Midwinter. He arrived on a chilly afternoon and stayed cold until dinner where warm soup was served with hot mulled wine. This…

[First part of our chapter titled 'Cage' - where I fall in love with my first insect...] ‘When you wish upon a star Makes no difference who you are Anything your heart desires Will come to you’…

ADEIMANTOS: be nice, be good, be brains-for-glue, be ready for bed, be perimenopausal and crampy; SOKRATES: but what(about)(needful-surely- binding)the(he-)second(he-)this? ADEIMANTOS: but we dont…

Since we last left off, writing has trudged along. This summer, my writing has been slow. Not sure why that is. I am creepying (I meant creeping, but the typo stands) along at my novella, approaching…

Many of us need to unlearn everything we know about black, learn something new... and then do it all over again. Let's find our way back to black.

Sketches and attempts to portrait my dog

It's been a year since I really switch to another field for a job that is non-creative. More questions started to circling around me and my inner thought, understandably: You sure you want to do…

“I can’t translate this,” the lime colored gecko said. “It’s all in code or shorthand.”“Shorthand?” Zelamir slapped her forehead. Of course it…

“By God woman, you’re letting in the cold air. Pull that sheet up and don’t let the air in!”, Achappa shouted furiously. “I’ve told you a gazillion times how a…

There isn’t a lot to do out here. Sometimes we sit on opposite sides of the couch watching TV. Sometimes we sit close. I like to put my head on your shoulder. But watching television gets stale, so…

Ferdinand Waldmüller - Large Prater Landscape I recently enjoyed a small, one-room exhibition of landscape paintings by Ferdinand Waldmüller. (The National Gallery, London until 20 September.…

(if you put a number of strange pieces before me, I will likely start to make connections, however strange those might be. This is extremely broad-strokes idea of the setting which I did for fun of…

The Silent Knight of which our fright has taken form, the crackling popsicles of daylight, begging for salvation, turns of slashed seagulls, weeding out the sharp sears, my angled sight caught flack…

Successful Fiction Writing = Creating + Organizing + Marketing I blog weekly on one of the above three topics, alternating between them. This week, I’m blogging on Organizing. We’ll talk about the…

I had big plans for this year, but the complicated idea just didn’t come together, so here’s a simpler piece for the Crop Art competition at the Minnesota State Fair. My millet keeps…

In the field By grandma’s house We saw a nail - Bent and rusty, Sticking out Of an abandoned board. Under a feeble midday sun We stood and wondered - What would happen, If we stepped on it? You can’t…

Panel Twelve Panel one - We cut back in a flashback of Chance and Piper in the car. Chance argues with Piper about how she has never seen the video of him from the Black Bunny. Piper is seen drinking…

Page Eleven Panel one: We see Piper and Jen hugging Jennifer: OMG PIPER! IT’S SO GOOD TO SEE YOU! Panel Two - We see Jennifer yelling across the house Jennifer: GUYS, MY SISTER’S HERE! Panel Three -…

The newsletter had no sender, no unsubscribe link, and no patience for Dana Marr's lunch hour. She found it on a Tuesday in March while deleting six years of retail receipts from her personal inbox.…

🇵🇹 Versão em Português A fronte que se vira levando a verdade a alma suspira perdida na névoa a torpe mentira dói sem cessar. História de cantos, de dor e paixão, que nesse momento deixou escapar: —…

“The Attraction of Pink,” Janet Sobel, 1945 [Sobel] was noted by acclaimed gallerist Sidney Janis for her self invented method for applying paint, the very same method of drip painting that went on…

the sea was wet as wet could be, the sands were dry as dry. you could not see a cloud, because no cloud was in the sky: no birds were flying overhead — there were no birds to fly. — lewis carrol…

A sketchbook page can be weird. There actually aren’t any rules even though some art police made some up. I fail to live by them.

Blog post: https://www.davidrevoy.com/article1166/the-aesthetic-rebellion

J002E3 gets a routine ID check. It fails — and on the other side of the world, someone starts calculating odds.

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A’lak^lakño-ghosn’banastanistanisghanastan, Slayer of The Dragon That Woke Up One Day And Decided To Conquer Not Only the Village Monghanayarglebargle But The City of Gar And Maybe the Field of…

Yet another sad but true tale of la vie de la bohème by Dan Leo Illustrations and additional dialogue by rhoda penmarq , exclusively for quinnmartinmarq™ productions. This episode made possible in…

Now available, Hubano 2.0! I added two more weights, some additional glyphs and symbols—plus many fixes and tweaks. I'm excited that this one has a lot more versatility now that just the…

“Ela tem o perfume de uma florQue eu não sei o nomeMas ela deve ter um nome bonito igual a ela“Jorge Ben em “Obá, Lá…

One valorous rabbit decided, admirably enough, that it would no longer simply flee wolves. It would take the fight to them! The angel of rabbits appeared and approved. Then the angel asked,…

Three years ago, I designed my first tote bag with my illustration of London bus (New Routemaster, or New Bus for London, NBfL) printed on it. As the illustration has...

«Laws change depending on who’s making them, but justice is justice.» Odo in Star Trek DS9: «A Man Alone» (paraphrased) The following fairy tale expands [...]

Confesses Patrick T. Reardon Clark Street this flat morning is a god of hardness, white in sun. One-Cent watches the Tower of Silence pull her homeless luggage north, her sock hat tight on her head,…