Hopeful. She was hopeful; hopeful that she might someday be different. Maybe this wasn’t all. There’s probably more to life than grey slabs and repetition. Maybe one day she’d find that she could be more than her past. But then again, maybe not.Read more
I can see your collarbones and baby I’m scared.
Never thought I’d be so unprepared.
“Mum. I’m an artist. Artists don’t fret over such profane matters. I need time to drink my black coffee and think my artistic thoughts.”Read more
Hey readers, Just using my imagination… It’s been quite a while since I last did a personal art post, so here’s a new one! I tried to make her look as lost, determined, special, beautiful, mature, and naive as possible. ♥ To comment or like this post, just click on the title of this post, […]Read more
Hi readers, Graffiti is a controversial topic and a widely infamous form of expression which, interestingly, falls awkwardly in between the two categories of ‘art’ and ‘vandalism’. It’s one of those unsolvable, continuing, Möbius strip-like subjects that have people fervently arguing on both ends. While graffiti is respected and even preserved sometimes as pieces of original artwork […]Read more
Hey readers, Today I found my finished oil painting-my altered version of Dutch painter Johannes Vermeer’s Girl with a Pearl Earring. In my painting the ‘girl’ looks more like an old lady… I actually didn’t intend for her to look like that but I’m just telling everyone that I did it on purpose. I painted the […]Read more