Last night I laid out my black clothes, a uniform for mourning for a morning come too soon. Music, strange and loud, accompanies your coffin, as it’s borne forward. We shuffle in, fifteen, maybe twenty,

An original poem

a silent plea (original poem)

After the divorce he built a fence, an invisible defence, but a second chance arose, he grasped it like a cherished rose. His heart full, her smile his guide, together like love birds they bide. Her quiet

Snow writes silent code, no-one to read it, but crows. Streetlights are editors, cutting veins, into cobblestones. A traffic light hums, red, amber, green, a spectral gospel, an order that’s clean. Kiev

Scaffolding Instead of a collection of objects d’art, I have a pile of pills on my desk. In the morning I line them up, popping them from their shiny, aluminium crinkly case, soldiers guarding the edge

In Three States My walls once stood as solid ice, built from certainty, a frozen fortress, grounded in logic, my world behind, a thin facade. When cracks appeared, everything I held true lost light, dissolved

Sometimes I enjoy challenging myself to create something beautiful using very simple materials. This wall piece was born from the desire to reuse items that would normally be thrown away. Instead of scrapping

Welcome, Zagonauts! 🧩🚀 This is your first official challenge — and it’s about something very mysterious... A word you've probably never seen before. Something new. Something strange. Something... Hive-born!

Glitched Grief I tried to upload sorrow but the server spit it back as laughter. Glitched. My tears came with buffering. Each sob stalled at 36%. The error code said: “Feeling not found.” So I laughed.

Dream Job Multiverse In one life, I’m a dragon’s shrink, Sipping tea as they sob and think. I hand them tissues, calm their fire— “Let’s unpack that burning desire.” In another, I’m a snack designer, Crafting

Hello! I made this self-portrait based on a selfie I took on Halloween last year. I was wearing pierrot makeup. I really enjoy painting with oil, even though it's a bit of work! (I recorded the proccess,

I’ve been a little quiet here of late, supporting a loved one through surgery. Not much on the horizon … but I’ve been working steadily on my art and wanted to share some of my recent work. Hope all in

In the life of traders, today was another double face. Using the term double face, I mean a situation that one stand a chance to flip his or her account to a greater profit or blow it off within a blink

AMAZON Hola Amigos, hoy les traigo una video pintura con el proceso de transformación de una franela de la serie Stranger Things, la cual compre muy barata en TRAKI, creo que la mitad de los que vivimos

Hello! I made this self portrait to try oil paint on paper for the first time and I really liked the result. I found that oil paint is not as glossy on paper as it is on canvas. The ink blends nicely onto

Hello! I tried oil paint on paper for the first time and I really liked the result. I found that oil paint is not as glossy on paper as it is on canvas. The ink blends nicely onto the paper. I used a harder

Another graphic i've made for Vals Fingerboard (brazilian fingershop). It's a reinterpretation of a flash tattoo "prisoner of love". I prefer traditional drawing rather than digital, but i enjoyed

Hello! I made this self portrait last year during the pandemic. I was trying oil painting and found very difficult doing this one. The hardest part was the light and shadows, specially because the face

Hello to all the members of the photography lovers community today I want to show you some of my work. My wife and I are in the candy and pasapalos business she is a true artist preparing desserts and