Lots of nice, natural light and coloring, with a bridge in the center leading to a mountain where a castle or tiny fortress sits. To one side, a western-style building looms, while steep green hills and plants dominate the other. And then there were tentacles.
One figure fishes while another sits in contemplation, they overlap but do not interact. The vast sea is overlaid with mysterious creatures and visions of
Shadows of a ghostly woman hover over an alpine lake and diminutive waterfall, the blue and green landscape pockmarked with paint splatters. The title text
Updated version with better legibility! A paraphrasing from an essay in Holy Nonsense, the words float over an ethereal sunrise, where a person stands with
Gears and clockwork explode from the center of a peach colored disaster. The title text is rendered in a messy font and cannot even hold
This is the part where I’m supposed to tell you about the deep symbolism of the rusty pattern and bright yellow hills, the water-worn dock
