Welcome to the m1crobe world

a young Rhaena Targaryen, daughter of Aenys I Targaryen and Alyssa Velaryon.

sketches and color. not done yet : )

eldritch goddess barbie!💚💜🖤🌌☄️

this barbie thinks she isn't good at anything.

petit monde de mitochondries

death will take us all

fish part II : parasitic thoughts as you swim peacefully

fish part I : pink and orange waters chaleur lumière flamme time spent together

~feeling blue~

another vent of frustration and neon

stuff pt 5

vent about how empty i feel.

thats it

.

stuff pt 4

incubation

sewage embryo

in egg contaning all the elements.

waiting for the right time

for everything to assemble

decay meanwhile

festering around

but not at the heart who keeps beating

flowing blood to the outside and inside and repeat

heat keeping it safe from the sludge mold.

frantic beating

.

stuff pt 3

(ink + acrylic + watercolour + oil pastels)

in a womb

Artificial

Real

in mind

floating through time and space

.

stuff pt 2

the burning bush

boiling water

point of changing of matter

point of destruction

point of incineration

crucification

and potential rebirth and regrowing of feathers

.

stuff i forgot about

chick embryo

''i can't make something beautiful anymore'' + little words that go with this piece.

made when i was feeling depressed and not creative, so decided to do a collage of neuron and brain-related images cut up from an old Campbell Biology edition and another old biology textbook. it helps when i don't want to sketch anything and just let myself glue stuff together and draw on top of it after. i think it makes beautiful things. i was thinking that i couldn't draw anymore for a long period of time living with depression so the skeleton character expresses this thought, but by making something, creating something that arises from those thoughts, i end up making something that i find beautiful.

~floating in blue space~

i started sketching this ''comic'' panel and i really didn't like how i was drawing and felt like i couldn't do anything so i wrote : i hate this i am incapable i can't do it in frustration. then i continued with the inking and markers and added the colours and ended up really liking this piece. it makes a beautiful whole. decided to keep the frustrated note. i like the choice of blue and red.

A voice hissed : "He sheds tears!" It was taken up around the ring : "Usul gives moisture to the dead!" He felt fingers touch his damp cheek, heard the awed whispers.

(ink + acrylic + watercolour + oil pastels)

+ sketches and colouring