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Sketches with pencils/graphite (left) and markers/gouache/pencils (right). I have more ideas and concepts in mind for further crows, but don’t know yet if I’ll realize them somewhen in the future.

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(A5 ballpoint pen sketch)

I noticed that behind mountains are more mountains – with swamps and timeless water in between.
Endless seas and lots of creatures in this world,
and people too – whose names don’t matter to anyone but themselves. 

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A concept doodle with graphite from last night, obviously mythology-inspired.

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Search For The Hidden, second part: White Eyes

(~1h pencil & powdered graphite on 13x13cm paper, refined with gold leaf)

Living in our own reality
each one of us being a shard of colored glass in a kaleidoscope
following our own truth like moths drawn to the light

In our own peaceful little world
we’re all guilty of hiding thing

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(A5 ballpoint pen sketch, colored with Ecoline)

“I realized, as me move through our lifes, we leave behind several different images of ourselves on the way – where each one is different from the other. And we see them through the fog of the past, like portraits of our different ages.”

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Search For The Hidden, first part: The Crowned Man

(1h pencil & powdered graphite sketch on ~A5 paper, refined with gold leaf)

No thoughts and no prayers
can bring back what’s no longer there.
The silent are damned.

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(A5-sketch with mainly ballpoint pens)

“We knew nothing. The gaps in our knowledge were vast, even if we wished otherwise. Often, we ignored the facts right in front of us. Our blissful ignorance multiplied without pattern or remorse. And even if we knew something, had heard something, were -almost – sure of something, we wouldn’t ever know the truth, or come anywhere close to it. The truth had to be seen – and even though our eyes were sharp … we were blind. Blinded by our ignorance, by our illusionary hope.”Continue Reading

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(Work in progress. Started as a sketch, but then escalated. Concept art of a fantasy owl design.)

I called out for the otherworld and the cry of the owl answered me.

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selva-sig(A5-sketch with mainly ballpoint pens)

“You can kiss your family and friends good-bye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world, but a world lives in you.”
(Frederick Buechner)

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