white

there is enough air coming through the house as of yesterday that one can begin to breathe again. this is the first canvas i put my hands on in eight months. don't know why really, painting is what i started with and what feels more free. maybe space constraints, maybe the need to explore the possibilities of paper based illustration. it does feel good though, to prime a canvas and take in all that white potential.
 

meanwhile, the studio room feels cozy and light. just need some kind of shelving solution and maybe another small desk. and most importantly, for that once or twice a year commission, a proper easel. it'll come together eventually.

the painting on the wall i made a couple of years ago for a street exhibition on icarus. i may paint over it one day. for now, it adds colour.