First revision of the tarot cards is ready! Two versions- one with tones, one without. Much more cleaned up this time as well.
I'm especially happy with the symbology behind the cicada as death.
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First revision of the tarot cards is ready! Two versions- one with tones, one without. Much more cleaned up this time as well.
I'm especially happy with the symbology behind the cicada as death.

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Nature journaling session! :)
the space between knowing and believing
[ID from alt: oil painting of a desert landscape. a semitransparent, ghostly coyote is superimposed over it with its eye corresponding to where the moon is in the daytime sky End ID]
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ok so, I approached my local library with a proposal to donate a mural as a way to A: build portfolio/gain practical experience and B: give back to a beloved public institution. The director was very enthusiastic about it and i've been working on it since the beginning of March. Come with me as I endeavor to paint what is in all honesty an excessive amount of birds
I wanted the birds to look like they were actually in the space so first thing after doing the draft was to do a lighting study
after that I covered the walls in letters in lieu of a projector/vr headset bc i have neither of those :) Then i take a picture of the section of wall and superimpose the lineart over top of it so I can pencil in the lines
et voila
and that was a whole week on it's own so next comes the paintin' >:)
Had a neat little interaction with an incredibly brave giant mayfly. It was windy and hot, and there wasn't much in the way of shelter around, so he came and hung out in my hand for a good thirty minutes. Incredibly curious little creature.

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a quick heron painting study from this morning. Testing out some more painterly digital techniques.
Scissortail Flycatcher, Edmond, OK. May 2026.
This beauty knows how to pose.
I tend to buy new headphones from resale shops like Marshalls- it's a great way to get $30-50 quality headphones for $15-20. I just got a pair from a fairly generic brand called "Fisher," and while they aren't anything special in quality, they have one unique feature that has made them suddenly my favorite pair of headphones ever.
They're voiced by a human.
It legit sounds like a dude in his basement with a fairly crappy mic. Like they hired a guy off of Fiverr or just did it themselves. I don't know if I've ever turned on anything and been greeted by a human voice before. It's always been computer generated or at least heavily edited to sound computer generated.
It's the most charming little detail. I'm actually sad they're from a resale shop, because the odds of me being able to find replacements when the time comes are pretty low.
Anyone have any idea what this goober is doing?
I keep thinking about that attempt I made to characterize people I get along with, a few days ago.  Thereâs a specific thing there but Iâm just not sure how to phrase it.
Itâs like a sort of ⌠feeling that the world is bigger than you, and very complicated, and filled with things youâd never expect.  Itâs not exactly âskepticism,â and not exactly âhumility.â  Itâs compatible with having a high view of oneself or oneâs intellect, though not with certain versions of those things.  Itâs compatible with strong and numerous opinions, too, though not with certain ways of having strong and numerous opinions.
Itâs having your most instinctive response to the world be âthis is billions of distinct things; this is jeweled chaos; this is a buzzing, blooming confusion.â  And then you make models and concepts to try to make some sense of it.  Sometimes you become quite attached to them.  Sometimes maybe too attached.  But if you become too attached itâs not because you think your concepts are reality.  Itâs because you feel youâll be so terribly lost without them.
When I try to think of the opposite of this temperament I think of those sorts of political or culture bloggers who are never surprised by anything, who always respond to every news story with âoh, look, more of the thing I know about, doing the things I know it does.â  Itâs not that these people are too political, or too certain.  Itâs that their politics and certainty doesnât feel like a lifeboat theyâre clinging to in a vast roiling ocean.  They give off the impression of not seeing the ocean.
And lots of things follow from this. Â You have to find ways of living with this ever-present sense â sometimes dulled, but never gone â that reality is too large, grotesquely large, that youâll never find your way in it. Â So you learn to revel in it a bit, to become an eclectic, an amateur, collecting and admiring little bits of jeweled chaos. Â You collect #quotes. Â You learn to laugh when you see something you donât understand, so that you donât instead despair.
You feel wary about systems, you feel wary about things that are top-down and a priori.  You like data.  But not in the sense of âthe data is inâ; not in the sense that we have measured, so now we know, and now no one can ever question again.  But you are always worrying that you are missing the forest for the trees, because there are so many trees, too many, too many.  You distrust the single event, the dramatic example, because you know that reality has room for everything, because you have enough such specimens pinned and mounted in your collection to prove any claim or its negation.  You want the species, not the specimen â but you feel deep down that that has to be hubris, because all you see are specimens, and the great whirling confusion laughs at your taxonomies.
You come to observation, to experimentation, to something like science, even to something like positivism, not out of a zeal for the general but because you know the particular will wash over you and crush you. Â When the concepts are stripped away everything is laughter and awe and horror and you bring the concepts back, not to perfect life, but simply to bear it. Â And you tend to your collection.

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A heron's wish, a sky full of fish
Just swimming by to say hello. đŚ
oh this is genius
I know it sounds squarish but I genuinely don't think it's good to cultivate rage. Extreme emotions use up a lot of energy and have cumulative effects on the body; they're meant to be turned into action, not kept and fed. Anger can be justified, it's the reaction that tells you something's wrong, but it's still a poison and needs an outlet. I think a lot of folks here feel like the absence of rage is complacency, but complacency is really the absence of action, and if you spend more time on feeling the right feelings than on taking the right actions, you're just spinnin your wheels and feelin miserable. Do something with it and let your heart rest.
being an everything crafter is great but also sucks. like i want to get my watercolors out but i need to put away my microcrochet first. i want to do some leatherwork but my oil paints are on the table. i want to whittle but i'm using the bucket i catch wood shavings in to hold my papermaking mush. i want to write my book but my hands are too busy knitting a sweater. i want to code another video game but i'm too busy studying nalebinding. do you see my problem. the problem is that i need more hands

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Another Mourning Dove painting <3
Repost because I tried to fix the image quality but oh wellâŚ
Credit to the_catcher_of_light on Instagram for the inspiration.
And some last frame ideas for the tarot decks!