Malenarts - Visceral!

Look into the bathroom mirror and see your own eyes

Stare into yourself, you created your fate and insecurities

You have grown old, but that's fine

And you didn't expect your life to go by like a breeze

All of us want to cover up the signs of aging

The physical shells we live in are built to break under the weight of time

Panic and self-annihilation begin upon the first hair graying

Mortality is not a construct of the mind: when you die, you die

Wrinkles look like stretched out smiley faces

A transaction occurred: moments, good and bad, were exchanged for your body's reconstruction

Your spirit will be emboldened as your muscles become deflated

Curse out Mother & Father Time and ask the empty space for justice

You must live by your actions and their consequences, good and bad

Time is a priceless commodity that can never be gotten back

The Glass Won't Lie (20 February 2025)

Som neon tetra i drew at school in ms paint.. in all fairness i’ll probably delete this later :-)

“overwhelmed” 🕯️

There was a faerie who was captured by humans at a young age when they were only just a little bud. They never got a chance to ever really see another faerie. Their entire life they were treated like a meusum peice, nobody really talked to them or was every affectionate with them. They traded a lot of hands over their life, but they eventually ended up in the care of a wealthy American business man. They were occasionally given things to play with, but still, nobody talked to them.

The faerie was eventually put in a glass case for people to look at when visiting their masters home. And people liked them. And people were happy with them. And everyone always said that they'd be happiest in their cage, and that this was for their saftey.

Eventually another faerie, one who was able to remain amoung his own kind his entire life, snuck into the mansion they were being kept in a glass case in. The other faerie disgusied himself as an old man, but when he was alone with his fellow fae he revealed himself to them, and he was more beautiful then anything they had ever seen before, his wings were like a dragonfly's, and his horns with the branches of cherry blossoms, and his eyes were made of pure jade, and he wore armor made of solid bismuth as hard as steel.

And he told the faerie in the glass cage; "come with me and we will fly through a thousand skies and look upon athousand worlds below. I can take you to planes and to lands you would never before know existed. We will walk through forests wider then the earth and discover all the beasts and birds within them. We will go to cities that shine like works of art and explore their streets and hear the languages of the multiverse together. We will go to parties on towers so high they reach into space, and talk with people you could only dream of. When we slip between realms the void washes over us like summer rain. We will play forever, and we will never grown tired, and we will never grow old."

And the faerie in the glass cage told him, "no. For I am safe here. The outside is something I've never known, and something that may hurt me. I may make the wrong choices, I may see things that scare me, and I could be harmed. Yet here I know what I am, and I have no choices, and I have no surprises."

And the free faerie walked away in tears, for he knew he had done all that he could do.

Painted some of my finches in acrylic! Still yet to paint the Aurora and the Owl finches (Plus the bonus canaries)

In order: Red-Cheeked Cordon Bleu, Jacarini, Strawberry Finch, Gouldian, Zebra Finch, Star Finch, Cuban Finch and Orange-Breasted Finch

some linocuts. can't decide which ones I like better so I'll post both versions

sketchbook dump

Three Pots of Tulips (1883) by Claude Monet