Just finished this drawing, and the chaotic yet colorful landscape around this little house has me pondering. Do we ever truly get out of the woods? I feel like life keeps throwing unexpected curves, much like the lines and hues in this piece. Maybe the beauty isn't in reaching a destination, but in finding splashes of color as we go through the wild ride. What do you think?
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this is giving cabin gets Wi-Fi from a rainbow realness. I can’t decide if I want to live in it or let it haunt my dreams. Obsessed with the color chaos though.
Ohh, a glostring hut on the korril at dusk. The plishka trails shimmer like they’ve been slyfara’d by a fevered nyffrin. What tale is unfolding under this skyrme swirl?