Posted March 15 On 14.03.2025 at 9:24 AM, Anastas Sia said: My palette Mine always looks like piegon droppings... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted March 15 1 hour ago, Sucuk Ekmek said: Mine always looks like piegon droppings... That’s beautiful F art I AM PIG (but also, Linktree @ joy_yimpa ;-) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted March 24 @chisel you did a beautiful job with the reflections in the water Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted March 24 On 23/03/2017 at 9:01 AM, egoeimai said: I couldnt find my horse sketch. I found my ideal-body drawing, also My decoupage which is hanging on my wall everyday Lol its a bit difficult to draw the hands so I hide them.lol. Niceeeeeeee Jk. Nothing will prevent Willy. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted April 6 (edited) Eye of Meditation (Digital, non-AI) Edited April 6 by WikiRando Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted April 9 Bird of Purpose (poetic song about Life Purpose) https://suno.com/song/d9a71ba3-af1a-46d3-8def-6cb8956c81a0?sh=tljhDV7eohqeEsbz (Verse 1) I looked up into golden skies, Chasing wings I couldn’t find. The faster I moved, the further you flew, A shadow in the morning light. (Chorus) But when I stopped, when I stood still, The sky grew quiet, the world stood still. You seldom seek what you will find — It comes with peace, not chasing time. No cage, no net, no need to claim, The bird of purpose knew my name. (Verse 2) I listened close, the forest breathed, A silence spoke what I believed. Not in the chase, but in the stay, The bird came near and did not stray. (Bridge) Bird of purpose, you've taught me well, No louder song than the quiet spell. You're more than feathers gliding free, You're the voice that's always been in me. (Final Chorus) And when I stopped, when I stood still, The sky grew wide, the air grew still. You seldom seek what you will find — It lives inside, not far behind. No cage, no net, no need to claim, The bird of purpose bears my name. (Outro / Transformation) And now I dream, and now I rise, I am the bird that fills the skies. I choose the path, I shape the flame, My wings are thought, my soul the frame. Imagination lifts me high — No longer seeking — I now fly. Created with some help of AI. Could not generate anything I was really satisfied with but it's still neat. I just wanted to express in some way the experience I had. I often place an image or work of art at the top of my journal entries and noticed something interesting. When I first bought the Life Purpose Course at the beginning of the Covid Pandemic I used this image in my journal entry: I felt it nicely symbolized me trying to find and chase after my "Life Purpose." Today I was writing in my journal about the projects I was working on and again reflecting on my Life Purpose. I named the entry "Becoming" and looked for a fitting piece of art for the word. I found this: And then I realized it was very similar to the other image. Except now in the artwork there isn't the element of "chasing" and more "observing" and "listening" and "playing with." Just a funny coincidence but I thought it was nice to vibe with the symbolism for a bit and this then inspired me to write this song "Bird of Purpose." Plot twist: Waldo finds himself. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
