El puente de madera crujía bajo las botas de Divine, suspendido sobre un océano de nubes densas que borraban cualquier rastro de tierra firme. Un frío sobrehumano erizaba su piel bajo la capa, pero el

Contribution to the community gallery / Aporte para la galería de la comunidad

Twelve-year-old Monica held onto a silver quarter, but a nickel slipped from her fingers. Her hands overflowed with cold dimes and pennies, a heavy, clinking mountain that spilled endlessly between her

I heard it once. And only once. The person's voice many revere as their anchor. The love of their lives. The protector. The giver of hugs and kisses. Their Grandmother. And, they come in all sizes; shapes;

Collage making process / Proceso de elaboración del collage

I wanted to share with you my current freestyle collage whose theme entails my discovery of how anime began. My style of collage is a Freestyle. Although I usually do, I wasn't required to utilize any

For my current mixed media art project, I decided to use a theme I've been dwelling on these past few weeks about moving through time with life's triumphs and difficulties.

I remember my childhood playing endlessly with my own pinwheel that my parents purchased for me at a discount store. It didn't matter what other small items I acquired over the years. I kept my pinwheel

Ten-year old Lacy learned that the famous yellow brick road her mom would read to her about wasn't the only path to happiness.

This is a Curated Collection of posts highlighting my mixed media art projects I shared in various communities, but primarily Alien Art Hive from April 1st through June 30th, 2026. The publications contain

Do you enjoy allowing yourself the pampered pleasure of an exquisite manicure? It's been a while since I indulged in that activity. Perhaps because I don't like long lines and endless gossip while waiting.

Heidi stared at her cooling coffee as twenty browser tabs, a half-written apology, and the lingering rhythm of a forgotten country song collided behind her eyes. Her brain was a crowded attic where the

La piel se quiebra como papel antiguo, un mapa de periódicos y tinta que ya no nombra el dolor. En la mitad exacta de la frente,el tiempo ha dejado de pesar, convertido en arena dorada que corona el silencio.

Creation of the digital collage / Realización del collage digital

My participation in the contest / Mi participación en el concurso

Lance dropped his boots by the door, then walked wearily toward the kitchen island, his lunch cooler in hand. His muscles ached from a long shift at the chemical plant. Every nerve was frayed. Art wasn't

In this post, I am bringing back my horror side as an entry for this round. It feels like it has been a while since I last created a horror themed collage here in this community.

In this case where all different species of dogs are kept, one is welcome but not inside. The reason for the caged fence is to allow some clear view of these pets. You are free to come and admire the cuteness

This Curated Collection of Posts encompasses a 4-part short story fiction with accompanying mixed media projects I designed for the for publication in the Alien Art Hive Community. The series is titled

Judge Bixby gaveled the court from recess. Several more townspeople returned than he'd liked. It mean more misinformed, frightened tempers he must control. He wasn't the only one concerned with more