Visual Diary II
The public acts as the driving force for Ellie’s practice as she uses her work to record every day observations. Ellie uses a number of mediums to convey her personal experiences such as gouache, acrylic, oil pastel and drawing ink which all knit together to form a visual diary. Phrases that the artist over hears in public also feature heavily throughout her practice to accompany drawings. With...
In transition
This phone case is designed by @sappyenss, the illustration I’ve made is about the change we go through with ourselves on a daily basis. It explores the concept of self evolution and finding your inner space to be an endless source of strength thus “holding your own hand” and transcending fears and obstacles as an individual.
Hollow
@BigYikesArt on Instagram. By Ella Deregowska.
Self Portrait in colour
@BigYikesArt on Instagram. By Ella Deregowska.
Deconstructed
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Summertime vibes
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Eyelashes
I wished upon your eyelash,and the world was molten silver.You are my form of cardiac repair.I wallowed in the deep pools of your eyesas you played with my hair.When I blew away the eyelash with it went much more.Every trace of reluctance, and every scent of fear.I suddenly felt like I was simply here.Instead the air became enchanted with the smell of rain on tarmacand your washing powder.Thi...
Scribbles & Paint
I often find scrap pieces of cardboard and quickly draw lines with sharpie of people and add a painted background to reflect an emotion. I usually don’t share my art often because I’m not sure how “good” people will perceive it but here’s just a few. Thank you (:
An empty open land .
Featuring an original poem and painting, by Joseph Teh (@saneguar.d) :An empty open land,That flows and swirls around in me,Like a sea that incapsulates itself only in my mindThe only sound is the hum of the darkness,The twinkle of warm nothingness in the swaying grey grass, A siren that blares far below me,Warm cosy and lying here against my window.Open and free, an open window isn't just a br...