Ildiko Nova-Lane
@ildikonova-art.bsky.social
Freelance, multidisciplinary artist, illustrator
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The Rendering of
Great
Great etc.
Victorian Lucy
Technological Afterlife
From my Archive
Great
Great etc.
Victorian Lucy
Technological Afterlife
From my Archive
December 21, 2025 at 5:53 PM
The Rendering of
Great
Great etc.
Victorian Lucy
Technological Afterlife
From my Archive
Great
Great etc.
Victorian Lucy
Technological Afterlife
From my Archive
Happy Winter Solstice!
December 21, 2025 at 1:20 PM
Happy Winter Solstice!
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Blue Object (Book Form)
December 19, 2025 at 10:41 PM
Blue Object (Book Form)
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Buffering Memory: Language Maintained / #000000 Warming Code
December 17, 2025 at 1:28 PM
Buffering Memory: Language Maintained / #000000 Warming Code
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From Terri Favro: ".. a novella and very long novel that were two of my top reads in 2025... female focused, full of rage, magic and weirdly mystical flowers. "Origins of Desire in Orchid Fens” by Lynn Hutchinson Lee, published by @stelliformpress Sensuous, poetic, violent and mysterious."
December 16, 2025 at 5:47 PM
From Terri Favro: ".. a novella and very long novel that were two of my top reads in 2025... female focused, full of rage, magic and weirdly mystical flowers. "Origins of Desire in Orchid Fens” by Lynn Hutchinson Lee, published by @stelliformpress Sensuous, poetic, violent and mysterious."
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The Great Redeemer
system = saving…
system = saving…
December 16, 2025 at 7:55 PM
The Great Redeemer
system = saving…
system = saving…
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it's winter. This is how we feel.
(approx. 36 h to make)
(approx. 36 h to make)
December 16, 2025 at 2:55 PM
it's winter. This is how we feel.
(approx. 36 h to make)
(approx. 36 h to make)
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In the poem I found not a flower,
but a vertical idea.
but a vertical idea.
December 8, 2025 at 9:18 PM
In the poem I found not a flower,
but a vertical idea.
but a vertical idea.
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From my Everlasting Rendering Garden
Once,
gladiolus climbed—
scaled the fence,
cell by cell,
rung by rung—
ascending past the reach
of any sun,
and still
not one
could come undone.
Destiny’s Fable
#forensicPoetry
Once,
gladiolus climbed—
scaled the fence,
cell by cell,
rung by rung—
ascending past the reach
of any sun,
and still
not one
could come undone.
Destiny’s Fable
#forensicPoetry
December 7, 2025 at 5:12 PM
From my Everlasting Rendering Garden
Once,
gladiolus climbed—
scaled the fence,
cell by cell,
rung by rung—
ascending past the reach
of any sun,
and still
not one
could come undone.
Destiny’s Fable
#forensicPoetry
Once,
gladiolus climbed—
scaled the fence,
cell by cell,
rung by rung—
ascending past the reach
of any sun,
and still
not one
could come undone.
Destiny’s Fable
#forensicPoetry
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Where the Algorithms Leave Their Body
December 4, 2025 at 1:56 PM
Where the Algorithms Leave Their Body
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December 3, 2025 at 3:40 AM
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Tale Cells (Halftone Corruption Study)
December 3, 2025 at 9:31 AM
Tale Cells (Halftone Corruption Study)
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Collapse of the Typewriter Field
(Resolves)
(Resolves)
November 30, 2025 at 3:27 PM
Collapse of the Typewriter Field
(Resolves)
(Resolves)
If you are brave enough to be on the prairies in January.... cordially invited
November 30, 2025 at 4:15 PM
If you are brave enough to be on the prairies in January.... cordially invited
November 25 is International Day for the Elimination of Violence against Women
November 25, 2025 at 8:32 PM
November 25 is International Day for the Elimination of Violence against Women
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ode
to the star
of stars
your form
aspires—
those far
pull near,
one
time
to the star
of stars
your form
aspires—
those far
pull near,
one
time
November 14, 2025 at 7:16 AM
ode
to the star
of stars
your form
aspires—
those far
pull near,
one
time
to the star
of stars
your form
aspires—
those far
pull near,
one
time
October 30, 2025 at 1:39 AM
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…how I breathe
through
the wall.
every pixel—
my decision
and the qubit’s indecision
fighting to exist
as poetry.
Ode to how we fought
and lost.
through
the wall.
every pixel—
my decision
and the qubit’s indecision
fighting to exist
as poetry.
Ode to how we fought
and lost.
October 18, 2025 at 6:06 PM
…how I breathe
through
the wall.
every pixel—
my decision
and the qubit’s indecision
fighting to exist
as poetry.
Ode to how we fought
and lost.
through
the wall.
every pixel—
my decision
and the qubit’s indecision
fighting to exist
as poetry.
Ode to how we fought
and lost.