Just a scribble of a crow, or maybe a raven… they look the same unless I detail it out, and then only from certain angles and when doing certain things can those distinguishing details be made clear… yup. scribble scribble. Pigma pens on a regular sheet of 8.5″ x 11″ paper. Since crows and ravens […]
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Scribble Crow Leave a comment
Not so complicated Leave a comment
Charcoal on a 9″ wide x 12″ high piece of paper. Stickers HERE. Prints HERE. It seems I’ve nothing intriguing to say about this…
Sketch, and goodbye 2022! Leave a comment
Ending the year with this simple ink sketch… just because. Ink sketch about 7″ tall I’d guess. Fiddled with a filter and got this…. and that is all I’ve got for you. Hopefully 2023 will be a great year for the creatures that inhabit this earth. I wish you all the awesomeness of better years […]
constitutions uncaffeinated Leave a comment
Constitutions uncaffeinated with feet and hummingbird is my amazingly lame title for this surrealistic charcoal sketch which was conceived in dreamland via lack of caffeine in my system I am guessing. Don’t lie to me and claim you’ve never had dreams centered around hummingbirds and a girl’s feet though… I know you probably have so […]
Messing around again Leave a comment
No title for this. It was done with pencil, charcoal, ink, sanguine, and watercolors. It is on a piece of paper measuring 16: wide x 12″ high. Basically I was just messing around with shapes, materials, and composition. This could have been a semi-abstract piece just as easily as a figure focused one for what […]
Noise you heard Leave a comment
Two in a row for nightmarish charcoal drawings with a taste of the macabre. Again we have an 11″ wide x 14″ high bit of regular paper featuring charcoal distributed in varying shades across it’s surface in a particular way to create an image. Again this was done with a bit of medium soft-ish charcoal, […]
Aggregated Leave a comment
You and I are poetry together. We are empty words apart. Collectively we quiet quandaries. Alone we feel the peace depart. Asunder life’s splendor fades. When merged we become art. poem © Copyright 2020 Aarron Laidig and I know you all are here mostly for my scribbles rather than my attempts at wordsmithing , so… […]
