Do come in

On what we don't

Watercolour and Ink

You go, We go

Bit

No sleep year

We eat them, those things.
Those small
Things
They instensify

Intense things
They were normal before

To the High Castles
No more ground for your tiny feet
No more
No more rest
No more rest for you
No more rest for you
No

High feet
eating castles

Loose Castles

No more for you

Our barbeque is an aquarium

Our barbeque is an aquarium
And our mint is queen on rebirth
The empty bottle might become
part of

Our Back Yard


White
Thick
Smoke
The future seems less

Important




There are melted holes
Black deformed spaces
On our green plastic table

From the jungle of our bushes
I can see

The gate that never opens and the wall that lies behind

After nothing comes something

After a month off Uni I started working on my project again. It's quite nice not to have worked on it for a while, I feel like I can start over again. Fresh

I have done a few paintings that I want to post here, I know I haven't been posting that much lately, but life and the weather have just been too good to spend time at a computer.

I decided to work with the ties, they seem to work, so I just spent the day rearranging them and trying different compositions. I like how they reflect light, and the shapes they turn to when I put them in the blender.