Impact💥

We report: it is a little less hot, for a shorter amount of time, but when the sun is out, it is out. We left our sunglasses in our other jacket - subconsciously, we must have thought autumn meant no sun. We are left helplessly squinting for our trouble. It is a bright day.

THE EAGLES ARE COMING / AT THE END OF ALL THINGS (1978) Acrylic - 28" x 27" I suspect that watching this scene come to life in Peter Jackson's movie adaptation of THE RETURN OF THE KING was as thrilling for me as any fan of THE LORD OF THE RINGS. 1/5

Summer afternoon. 90x120px #pixelart

We report: it is raining movie rain tonight, like a giant watering can is following us around. We breathe with care, lest we inhale water in the process. We have tucked our hands into our sleeves, to no avail - soon, we get the distinct feeling of being completely drenched.

We report in the midst of the frantic agitation of early morning: it was already raining, we were already late, we had already forgotten our keys. We did not need the sun to make a bold statement to have us more frazzled. The rain stops for a brief moment, also distracted.

Post a Mage! 🔥

A little friend 🌼 #art #illustration #cozyart

Seascape No.15 - Acrylic (2023) #art

Red Haze, Burning Sun 🌅

Today's plein air

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The four-meter long drawing I worked on this summer, finally finished.

Bodyguards

Can you hear the trees whisper as the wind blows deep within the woods? 🦌🪾🍃

Peeks. #art #watercolor

Messing around with some water-soluble oil this weekend. Kept the subject matter very self-indulgent and familiar 😀 The painting on the left was from yesterday, and I already see so many ways I could improve!

Keeper of the Garden

We report at sundown: we saw the light change even as we were hearing rain on the rooftop, so we hurried out. It was not instantaneous; the rainbow appeared slowly, from left to right, and then it stayed for a long time, varying in its intensity. We watched it go, too.

Fini! #art #watercolor

five fairies in the forest✨

We report one or two rain drops on the back of our hand, and certainly a handful more elsewhere that we have no evidence of. The clouds are still gathering, so nothing has started in earnest, but the horizon is a blur in the distance. We feel confident in what this entails.

So cardboard box-able...! 🐯

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Completed #AcrylicPainting #Artist #OriginalArt #Sunset #Art

Forest Path

We report in the gathering of night clouds: summer heat has returned in the past few days, unremitting, hazy. Every bit of breeze that comes to move it along feels magical, so when the wind rises tonight, it takes at least a few sneezes from our expert before we go home.

''duet'' watercolor, colored pencil on paper A4 2025

Crooked horned trickster from beyond the veil, Hadomaron Old character slightly redesigned

We report: we are reaching the end of the afternoon, and the weather has not been decided today. We have been witnessing a back and forth, some of the clouds dissipating as others are building up. There is static electricity in the air, and we get a jolt when we touch our expert.

Sketches from month of July, 90x120px each. #pixelart

Updating the profile picture so I can force myself to stop working on it. #pixelart

Echoes. 90x120px #pixelart

I really need to get back to Snæfellsnes, so many beautiful areas to explore. Here’s a little gouache #pleinair painting from a while back of Kirkjufellsfoss. Kirkjufellsfoss, Snæfellsnes | Gouache on paper | Plein Air #landscapeart #oilpainting #iceland #landscape #art #waterfallwednesday

On the way [ #art #places #sketchbook ]

高原の花売り(2024.7)

We report: on this diluvian day, we obtained a customary twelve minutes break so that we could ensure that the sun still existed. Once these twelve minutes had elapsed, our star dipped into the lowest clouds, and the rain took up once again, a little louder than before.

Fantasy-ifying the Pacific Coast🐲 (journal sketchpage wip)

We report: the storm come by way of septentrional winds, and it does indeed feel particularly northern for a reason that escapes us. The rain is coming straight down in dark, heavy drops that colour the landscape like ink - a few of them enough to render us soaking wet.

冬の眠りを運ぶ風

We report as we are going through the rituals of the late evening: there is a thunderstorm skirting the horizon. Though there is nothing we can see yet, we can definitely hear it, muffled rumbles that have our head on a swivel. We will keep an eye on the path of this storm cell.

Shining peaks, at the end of the day. 90x120px #pixelart

sunset #38 #art

Spring afternoon. 160x200px #pixelart