PATTERN LANGUAGE
Where Beyond Bees aimed to illustrate fertal depths that are always present, this series re-layers the reductive symbolisms to artificially gaze at the mental matrix of the memory of life.
Where Beyond Bees aimed to illustrate fertal depths that are always present, this series re-layers the reductive symbolisms to artificially gaze at the mental matrix of the memory of life. Where Beyond Bees aimed to illustrate fertal depths that are always present, this series re-layers the reductive symbolisms to artificially gaze at the mental matrix of the memory of life.Where Beyond Bees aimed to illustrate fertal depths that are always present, this series re-layers the reductive symbolisms to artificially gaze at the mental matrix of the memory of life. Where Beyond Bees aimed to illustrate fertal depths that are always present, this series re-layers the reductive symbolisms to artificially gaze at the mental matrix of the memory of life.
We think of it as a thing or a place, but it is more like a pattern of relationships that are able to happen within a space. Its look is a combination of physical attributes that aid this pattern, the rest of its apearance does not make it more of a kitchen but rather gives it its character.
“kitchen” = a pattern of relationships required for cooking
What is a french kitchen?
french: underlying pattern of events within the pattern of relationships that is a kitchen
if the pattern of events were different, it could no longer be french
..... of course you recognize me, i am a pattern ......
watercolor - pencil - paint - pen
PERCEIVING POOL
“Can you tell the ocean to stop massaging me, I am small enough,” said a piece of sand, once a great big mountain
“But now you are free!” Said the mist right before being swallowed by the wave.
LAKE LABYRINTH
What happens when you zoom in too far?
Leave your world behind and start to see how the rain stacks.
To fall far beyond the drops and bubbles that led the way and plummet into a lasting awareness.
What dimension are you on?
watercolor - pencil - paint - pen - paper cutouts
BURNT PEDDLES
My insides are not as sweet as my exterior. Individual ambers are the puzzle pieces to my core, their closeness creates my desired friction. My tentacles are nothing without my ashes. Stay silent while my oxygen squeals.
pencil - paint - pen - paper cutouts
PERCEIVING POOL
“Can you tell the ocean to stop massaging me, I am small enough,” said a piece of sand, once a great big mountain
“But now you are free!” Said the mist right before being swallowed by the wave.
watercolor - pencil - paint - pen - paper cutouts
LAKE LABYRINTH
What happens when you zoom in too far?
Leave your world behind and start to see how the rain stacks.
To fall far beyond the drops and bubbles that led the way and plummet into a lasting awareness.
What dimension are you on?
watercolor - pencil - paint - pen - paper cutouts
PERCEIVING POOL
“Can you tell the ocean to stop massaging me, I am small enough,” said a piece of sand, once a great big mountain
“But now you are free!” Said the mist right before being swallowed by the wave.
watercolor - pencil - paint - pen - paper cutouts
LAKE LABYRINTH
What happens when you zoom in too far?
Leave your world behind and start to see how the rain stacks.
To fall far beyond the drops and bubbles that led the way and plummet into a lasting awareness.
What dimension are you on?
watercolor - pencil - paint - pen - paper cutouts - gold strips
PERCEIVING POOL
“Can you tell the ocean to stop massaging me, I am small enough,” said a piece of sand, once a great big mountain
“But now you are free!” Said the mist right before being swallowed by the wave.
pencil - paint - pen - paper cutouts - gold strips
LAKE LABYRINTH
What happens when you zoom in too far?
Leave your world behind and start to see how the rain stacks.
To fall far beyond the drops and bubbles that led the way and plummet into a lasting awareness.
What dimension are you on?
Timelines aim to bring us back to our origin.
Memory lives in time, and like a cloud, the moment you have finished drawing it, it has changed but The more beautiful the story, the more we can find our balance in the lie.