Goodbyes can be sweet and caring. They can be met with such earnestness that the words become more than an end in themselves. The words can become the beginning of a new adventure. A spark for brighter things that walk the path laid out by everything that came before.
Goodbyes can be sweet and caring. They can be met with such earnestness that the words become more than an end in themselves. The words can become the beginning of a new adventure. A spark for brighter things that walk the path laid out by everything that came before.
Memories love to linger. Be mindful that memory lane doesn't consume you, leaving you nothing more than a shade. Muttering through the dull moments like a poorly saved video. Static and erratic jumps left with "what ifs" and make-believe scenarios filling in the gaps.
Memories love to linger. Be mindful that memory lane doesn't consume you, leaving you nothing more than a shade. Muttering through the dull moments like a poorly saved video. Static and erratic jumps left with "what ifs" and make-believe scenarios filling in the gaps.
Smile, my dear. When the worst is behind you, only the best exists ahead.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink
Smile, my dear. When the worst is behind you, only the best exists ahead.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink
In the end, they'll come for us all. Patient. Calm. Another soul in a sea of forgotten.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite
In the end, they'll come for us all. Patient. Calm. Another soul in a sea of forgotten.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite
"They're so precious. They're so beautiful. Quick! Cage them. Contain them." Stuck behind a fence. Suffocating under glass. Until their physical forms disintegrate away, and we ask, "Were they precious? Were they Beautiful?"
Bristol, Kuretake Ink
"They're so precious. They're so beautiful. Quick! Cage them. Contain them." Stuck behind a fence. Suffocating under glass. Until their physical forms disintegrate away, and we ask, "Were they precious? Were they Beautiful?"
Bristol, Kuretake Ink
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust....
This is actually the second go of this piece. The first one was all ink, and honestly, I was so sad about losing the somber effect that I redid it in graphite.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust....
This is actually the second go of this piece. The first one was all ink, and honestly, I was so sad about losing the somber effect that I redid it in graphite.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite
We easily forget the words. Our brains turn them to colors, scents, ancient images fraying on the edges. When we delve into the depths of our memory, they're fuzzy and unsteady. Replaced by perceptive whimsy.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink
We easily forget the words. Our brains turn them to colors, scents, ancient images fraying on the edges. When we delve into the depths of our memory, they're fuzzy and unsteady. Replaced by perceptive whimsy.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink
We are ever-changing. Transformation is messy and chaotic. Do not fear change. Follow the fear into the unknown. Remove yourself from the person you once were. Emerge renewed, leaving your own ghosts to rest.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink
We are ever-changing. Transformation is messy and chaotic. Do not fear change. Follow the fear into the unknown. Remove yourself from the person you once were. Emerge renewed, leaving your own ghosts to rest.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink
It is friendly here in the fog.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite.
It is friendly here in the fog.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite.
We waste away with every breath, until the last stretched thin against pale bones.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink
We waste away with every breath, until the last stretched thin against pale bones.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink
And where do you exist, if no one can remember your name? Dull syllables straining for recollection on the tip of the tongue.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite, Charcoal Pastel
And where do you exist, if no one can remember your name? Dull syllables straining for recollection on the tip of the tongue.
Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite, Charcoal Pastel
Toasty ghosty....
Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite.
Toasty ghosty....
Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite.
It's the process. It wears you down, it stretches you thin. Wears you down until nothing exists but a crumpled heap of 'when I get to it' and 'just a minute'.
5x7 Bristol, Kuretake Ink
It's the process. It wears you down, it stretches you thin. Wears you down until nothing exists but a crumpled heap of 'when I get to it' and 'just a minute'.
5x7 Bristol, Kuretake Ink
Every road you travel holds the memories of those who walked the same path before. Quiet guides beckoning you forward. One step in front of the next.
5x7 Bristol, Kuretak Ink, Graphit
Every road you travel holds the memories of those who walked the same path before. Quiet guides beckoning you forward. One step in front of the next.
5x7 Bristol, Kuretak Ink, Graphit
Time never stops. Despite our pleading and begging, it trudges on with a kind relentlessness. So, from time to time, it serves us well to reminisce. Look back upon the memories, a tireless monument to who we were.
5x7 Bristol. Kuretake Ink, Graphite, Charcoal Pastel
Time never stops. Despite our pleading and begging, it trudges on with a kind relentlessness. So, from time to time, it serves us well to reminisce. Look back upon the memories, a tireless monument to who we were.
5x7 Bristol. Kuretake Ink, Graphite, Charcoal Pastel
BEHOLD THEIR POWER. Their decisions over the domain before them. You cannot unseat. Only they allow unseating.
5x7 SoHo Bristol. Kuretake Ink, Graphite, Charcoal Pastel
BEHOLD THEIR POWER. Their decisions over the domain before them. You cannot unseat. Only they allow unseating.
5x7 SoHo Bristol. Kuretake Ink, Graphite, Charcoal Pastel
We toil away day in and day out. Subroutines, habits, rituals. Repetition over and over again until we eventually break down. A smile on our faces, another day done. Another dollar earned.
5x7 Fabriano Bristol, Kuretake Ink
We toil away day in and day out. Subroutines, habits, rituals. Repetition over and over again until we eventually break down. A smile on our faces, another day done. Another dollar earned.
5x7 Fabriano Bristol, Kuretake Ink
This is my StreamINK Calendar for 2026.
Every picture is pasta themed because of this question,
"If you could ride into battle on a pasta, what shape would you chose and why?"
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#calendar #art #streamink
This is my StreamINK Calendar for 2026.
Every picture is pasta themed because of this question,
"If you could ride into battle on a pasta, what shape would you chose and why?"
eloveart-shop.fourthwall.com/products/pas...
🍝🍝🍝🍝🍝🍝🍝🍝🍝
#calendar #art #streamink
Crows are carriers from one existence to the next. They travel with messages and watch our world on behalf of their spirit masters. Their own form something crows want us to see. But never what they really are.
5x7 SoHo Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite.
Crows are carriers from one existence to the next. They travel with messages and watch our world on behalf of their spirit masters. Their own form something crows want us to see. But never what they really are.
5x7 SoHo Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite.
They Observe. They Whisper. They Bide. You Experience. You Speak. You Progress. Become the shining light in a world of dark. Let them look, let them see. Maybe your light will brighten them as well.
5x7 Fabriano Smooth Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite.
They Observe. They Whisper. They Bide. You Experience. You Speak. You Progress. Become the shining light in a world of dark. Let them look, let them see. Maybe your light will brighten them as well.
5x7 Fabriano Smooth Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite.
Art Title: Old Hay Truck
Tools/Medium Used: Procreate
#StreamINK2025 #OctoberArtPrompts #OctoberArtPrompts2025 #StreamINK #promptlist #HayBale #procreate #procreateart #artprompts #RedTruck
Art Title: Old Hay Truck
Tools/Medium Used: Procreate
#StreamINK2025 #OctoberArtPrompts #OctoberArtPrompts2025 #StreamINK #promptlist #HayBale #procreate #procreateart #artprompts #RedTruck
If a mirror is a reflection of your your perception then TWO mirrors is a reflection of the reflections own perception.
5x7 SoHo Smooth Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite.
If a mirror is a reflection of your your perception then TWO mirrors is a reflection of the reflections own perception.
5x7 SoHo Smooth Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite.
The screams yearn to abrupt. They bubble and churn like acrid tar, burning your words. It's he fear that stop stops your scream. Wrapping around your neck, and slithering through your mouth. It settles in your chest and chooses never to leave.
Bristol, Ink, Graphite.
The screams yearn to abrupt. They bubble and churn like acrid tar, burning your words. It's he fear that stop stops your scream. Wrapping around your neck, and slithering through your mouth. It settles in your chest and chooses never to leave.
Bristol, Ink, Graphite.
Sometimes when your head is filled with flowers, it can do nothing more than consume you. Careful which petal you pluck to make a wish...
5x7 SoHo Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite.
Sometimes when your head is filled with flowers, it can do nothing more than consume you. Careful which petal you pluck to make a wish...
5x7 SoHo Bristol, Kuretake Ink, Graphite.
The days toiled away, needing longer and longer breaks. Quiet nights became more still. And the trees stood tall and silent. The lingering spirit of winter weaving through their trunks. Gently brushing each one bare until the coming spring.
Fabriano Bristol, Ink, Graphite
The days toiled away, needing longer and longer breaks. Quiet nights became more still. And the trees stood tall and silent. The lingering spirit of winter weaving through their trunks. Gently brushing each one bare until the coming spring.
Fabriano Bristol, Ink, Graphite