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palmcalm · 10 days ago
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“In Patterns I Exist” (Pencil/Drawing Version)
Where it all started.
The raw line work…before color, before edits, before it became something I could show.
I love them…it’s raw and sincere
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palmcalm · 10 days ago
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“In Patterns I Exist” (Digital Version)
The same moments, but in digital form…clear, refined, quiet.
These feel like memories I can’t let go of them
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palmcalm · 10 days ago
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“In Patterns I Exist”
Medium: mixed media illustrations (pencil, digital coloring)
Concept: “In Patterns I Exist (ในความซ้ำเดิมฉันจึงมีอยู่)”
This project explores the feeling of existing in the same, unchanging space…a place called home.
For some, home may be warm, painful, or filled with overflowing memories…both joyful and sorrowful.
But for me, this house is none of those things.
It’s simply a place I have to be in, because life is happening…not because I feel alive.
It’s a space made for functioning, not for living.
There’s a bed, just so I can sleep.
There’s a microwave, just to warm up meals.
There’s a bathroom, just to shower or use the toilet.
Every corner I spend time in…it’s just me.
Everything seems enough, yet it feels lifeless.
There’s no one tied to this place in my memories.
No conversations. No nostalgia.
Only me…cycling through these spaces alone, again and again.
It’s so quiet. So empty.
Even though the house has everything,
it still feels like a place made just to wait for the next semester to start.
A house to crash in when I have errands to run.
A house to stay in when there’s work or responsibilities to get through.
It’s supposed to be my real home.
But it feels temporary.
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palmcalm · 1 month ago
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"Instincts We Share"
Technique: drawing
Size: 23 x 31.7 centimeters (with frame)
Concept: Instincts We Share explores the shared behaviors between animals and humans. Every living being - regardless of species - possesses its own breaking point. It's not only humans who exhibit self- destructive behavior when overwhelmed or at their lowest. It's not only us who wander into harmful environments, living among filth, danger, and unknowingly reaching for things that poison our lives.
Every creature has a moment when it can no longer endure - and that's when instinct, which never lies, rises to the surface. Sometimes it looks like rage, fear, aggression. Other times, it manifests as quiet sorrow too heavy to bear.
This work recognizes the universality of pain and instinct. It asks: if all living things reveal their limits in some way... are we listening to our own?
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palmcalm · 3 months ago
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When Thoughts Weigh Too Much
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palmcalm · 3 months ago
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…if i just take my head off
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palmcalm · 5 months ago
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"The leftover"
Medium: mixed media illustrations (aluminum and painting)
Concept: The Leftover is a piece inspired by the experiment conducted by American psychologist Harry Harlow on love and attachment. In the experiment, two surrogate mother figures were presented to infant monkeys—one made of soft cloth and the other made of wire mesh but equipped with a milk bottle. The results showed that, although the infant monkeys would leave the cloth surrogate momentarily to obtain milk from the wire surrogate, they would always return to the cloth one, as if it provided an irreplaceable emotional foundation.
From the artist’s perspective, however, the viewpoint is reversed. Instead of identifying with the infant monkeys, the artist relates to the wire surrogate—the one that provides sustenance. Based on personal experience, no matter how much one provides for another, it cannot create a deep emotional bond in the same way that someone with charm, warmth, or skillful expression can. Those individuals are like dolls—effortlessly approachable and embraced without hesitation—while the artist feels like nothing more than a serving tray, an object to be used, drained, and discarded, leaving only an empty husk.
The piece features three objects on a tray: a heart, a brain, and a padlock. These represent what the artist feels has been taken away:
Heart (Feeling): A symbol of emotions. When one’s feelings are taken advantage of, it results in sorrow, despair, and emotional wounds.
Brain (Consciousness): A symbol of thought, awareness, and reasoning. When the heart is wounded, the mind deteriorates—rational thinking fades, replaced by obsessive questioning and desperate attempts to hold on, as if descending into madness.
Padlock (Trust): A symbol of trust. The artist sees trust as unlocking the door to allow someone into their life. But once that trust is broken, rebuilding it becomes incredibly difficult. The padlock in the artwork is cracked, its keyhole fractured, and even the latch is broken—signifying that trust is beyond repair or that opening up again is nearly impossible.
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palmcalm · 6 months ago
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“Soft Shield”
Medium: mixed media illustrations (aluminum and digital art printed)
Concept: The Soft Shield project explores the feeling of wanting to be protected, whether physically or emotionally, based on my personal experiences. Many times, people around me have tried to help by presenting harsh truths and strong words, believing that this would make me strong enough to protect myself— as if I were equipped with a shield to handle my emotions and problems. But I don’t feel that way. Instead, it makes me feel worse because I constantly have to brace myself for pressure and endure it.
For me, a shield doesn’t have to be heavy. It can be soft, gentle, and comforting—like clothing, such as sleepwear. I feel safe and protected in my small personal space, like my bedroom, where I don’t have to dress formally, just wrapped in soft fabrics. Gentle protection is something people deserve just as much as, if not more than, rigid and harsh treatment.
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palmcalm · 7 months ago
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“veins of distress” (digital art versions)
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palmcalm · 7 months ago
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“veins of distress”
Medium: digital art printed with aluminum frame
Concept: The Veins of Distress project was inspired by real events that happened during a time when I was overwhelmed with numerous problems. Being someone with a fragile heart and having struggled with mental health issues like depression for a long time, it has significantly affected my physical health. One of the symptoms I experienced, which caused immense suffering, was severe headaches that radiated down to my molar roots. I want this series of images to convey the feelings I experienced, allowing everyone to understand the pain I endured.
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palmcalm · 8 months ago
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palmcalm · 9 months ago
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palmcalm · 10 months ago
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“Like an isopod”
Medium: engraved rubber sheet, printmaking
Concept: "Like an Isopod" is a project inspired by a real-life experience I had while raising isopods in a box. I provided moisture and food consistently, yet for some reason-perhaps due to my own mistakes-they gradually died off. Some died while trying to shed their skin, some dried out, and some were invaded by ants.
This project is about drawing a comparison between humans and isopods. This experience led me to realize something: isopods are ancient creatures that have existed for millions of years, capable of surviving on both land and in water, enduring countless challenges. To me, that's truly remarkable. Yet, when confined to a small box with a simulated environment, with air, humidity, and food provided, they perished so easily. It's like humans, who have also endured for millions of years, surviving plagues and wars, and are still here to this day... Despite this resilience, humans remain fragile. Just words and actions-neglecting them, failing to give them enough love-even if they have food, water, and access to education, can cause them to die from within, eventually leading them to end their own lives.
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palmcalm · 1 year ago
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palmcalm · 1 year ago
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palmcalm · 1 year ago
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palmcalm · 2 years ago
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