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The little things we miss that oft go unnoticed

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We keep meeting in places like this. What serendipity.

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Frenetic marks on borrowed time

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Analogue drawings of varying vibrance

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Ikouka? Tokyo-to-rain-u

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Figure drawings in Philly with 妹妹 @eggburial

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High tech finger painting on small devices

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Manifestation of manifold spaces; links of a social nature.

+ a drawing of @cranity

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Piling up and filling up time

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Socio-meteorological scaffolding. The shelter from the storm.

Bonus: @pyrzqxyl drew me drawing the rain situation:

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Rest in Peace Kim Jung Gi.

To see him draw in person was to witness the love of the craft come to life in front of you. It was infectious and inspiring. The art world still reels at his loss. Condolences.

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TSQ

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Quick ink and wash doodle while in ktown earlier today.

The night bleeds at the edge with artificial light. We gather through maze and haze and noise and din.

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Censored…

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Analogue doodles in a new sketchbook. Surprisingly durable paper that despite its thinness holds ink and water ok.

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Je ne sais pas quand il est mort, mais, je sais que Bambi est mort.

Where did you come from? Have you joined your mother yet?

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The lake is artificial. It was “filled” in 1930, borrowing a name from Iroquois languages once proud for centuries. Now existing as awkward haircuts, corporate name lists, kitschy trinkets and exoticized film media. The meaning mostly lost.

The trees look as old as the land itself. Yet even they are saplings. Their forebearers sawed to stumps while their children were stripped for their hides. A second skin for a conqueror’s comfort.

Yet looking now, we can not tell. The water and the green and the sun on the sand; to this child of the city, they overflow the land.

Bonus: I drew @giannameola thanks for having us at your place bb! 😘😘😘