You and your mutuals all seem so cool... Would you do the mutuals/friends as aesthetics thing?? (And I'm hoping you upload more of your art!! It's so unique and gorgeous!)
Oh, thank you so much! I’m flattered by your words, I’m glad you like my art!
And well, I’m very very bad at being poetic and imagining things, but I’ll try to do justice to some of my mutuals:
@featherless-icarus Flowers tucked into pockets of a denim jacket, bright watercolors splashed on a white blank page. Cuddling with your dogs after a busy morning, watching people walk around with the ghost of a smile, letting your hands be warmed by a cup of tea.
@saint-rouge The aroma of ancient books that the bookstores have, walking through cathedrals, in silence, only illuminated by the light of the candles.The atmosphere left by a rainy afternoon, drinking wine while reading a Greek classic.
@doriangray The pale moon seen through the woods at night, silence only broken by the muffled sound of music coming from an adjoining room. The static after an afternoon of protest, a faint smile at the end of the day, the smell of red wine and old wood.
@lif-yeah Dark lipstick stains, dry on never-sent love letters,studying inside a coffeeshop in the mornings, blatantly staring at recently bought books you keep inside your bag. The remains of Chinese ink, left in a long forgotten glass that you keep next to your flowers.
@montparnassee Tired sighs at night, long stares at the deserted streets, drinking slowly, coffee in the mornings with your cat on your lap. Dark clothes and dark intentions, red lipstick purposely left on wine glasses, not knowing what shirt to choose.
@petalproufaerie Long walks through the forest, feeling with the tip of your fingers the texture of the wood. Wearing flowers in your hair like any other complement, loose blouses made of soft fabric. Loosing yourself to the feeling, sitting next to the fire, a cat twining its legs with threads of different colors.
@dianysus Soft warm sweaters over shirts, reading a book, distracted by the constant muffled sound of cars outside the house. Dancing slowly around the living room, occasionally drinking from a mug full of tea. Fresh flowers always around, as If they magically appeared. Soft smiling at strangers.
@violetmorbidity Skipping work to be able to message all your friends, mixing black lipstick and a flower crown, the lovely view of the calm field. A floaty dress flying, illuminated by the lonely street lights at dawn. Reading in secret, stopping exciting sounds with contained smiles.
@patron–minette Feet hurting after an evening full of dance, wolfish smile at all times, Gothic books stacked next to not-at-all real human skulls. Drinking your third cup of coffee, trying not to fall asleep. Finding spiders between your elegant shirts, having portraits of people you never knew hung in your hall, always observant.