As for the fall it began long ago Can't stop the rain, can't stop the snow

Max Hauschild (German, 1810-1895) - Vines seen through a Window

“However mean your life is, meet it and live it; do not shun it and call it hard names. It is not so bad as you think. It looks poorest when you are richest. The fault-finder will find faults even in paradise. Love your life, difficult as it is...

You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.”

~ Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)

Sergey Shigolev- Morning Stars, 1928.

Figured I should finally post this! My fall thesis work, finished up in early December: I did book illustrations for Gísla Saga! It’s an Icelandic saga, written probably in the 13th century but chronicling events that supposedly took place in the 10th. It tells the story of Gisli, his brother Thorkell, and his two brothers-in-law Thorgrim and Vestein: ill will and fate unravel the relationships between the four of them and spell doom for each man in turn. 

The whole project, with 7 more black-and-white illustrations, short summary text I wrote up, and some preliminary formatting can be read on my Behance HERE. 

The Three Wise Man Joseph Christian Leyendecker—20th. century

JANUARY , from Months of the Year, Green - Rory Hutton , 2023.

Scottish , b. 1980s

Linocut , 29.7 x 21.5 cm. 11¾ x 8½ in.

Edition of 25

Kaoru Yamada, Japanese

'City Lights"

T.H. White, in his 1958 retelling of the Arthurian legend in Once and Future King

Henry Daubrez (Belgo-Spanish, based Belgium) - Untitled, 2024, Paintings: Digital Art

FURROW // Molly Mendoza

Sumi ink, gouache, gel pen on 7x10” Arches

For solo show at Nucleus House 1/10/25

勝田恭平／Katsuta Kyohei

Amuse (Amufun) Puchimaru DX Animals - Brown Bear

I was at a bookstore looking through the art section and I saw a spine that said The Camden Town Nudes which was interesting because this didn’t seem like the bookstore where I would ever find something like that and I wanted to have a casual look but like. This also wasn’t exactly the bookstore where you felt like you could look at naked pictures let alone just suggestive paintings of them, it’s a really small shop as well, so I was like right I’ll just take a quick peek, I’m an art student, I love history, maybe I’ll buy it. I looked both ways and saw the shopkeep had left momentarily and no one was about, so I opened it and found it was an entire book featuring nude Edwardian women all painted by Walter Sickert between 1905-1912 and it was actually quite a revolutionary set of paintings for its time given that it featured very raw depictions of working class nude women in dark London instead of the elegant, white bedsheet clad, Demure middle and upper class women usually depicted.

And of course RIGHT as I flip to this lady’s boobs practically taking up an entire double page spread, every customer in a 5 mile radius appeared from around the corners of the shelf including the shopkeep and immediately regressing to a wet, pathetic Edwardian man from 1908, startled, I dropped the large book which caused a giant SLAP on the floor in this already silent store thus causing all patrons to look down at me scrambling on my knees to close a giant book of Edwardian boobs and let me tell you it would not have been nearly as funny had I not immediately felt like some Edwardian local pervert who just tried to sneak a cheeky peek at the erotic book in the bookstore only to drop it dramatically causing a scene, red up to his ears trying to shove it back on the shelf. Like such a casual and normal thing in modern day but looking at Edwardian women suddenly turned it into this egregious act as I apparently became possessed by the spirit of a moustached man in a bowler hat and morning coat going Good Heavens I mustn’t gaze upon these images in public lest the constable haul me away!

I swear it felt exactly like this

wormy wyvern (not to be confused with a wyrm)