tinyobscurae

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casual wind erosion lino prints for sale if you can figure out how to dm me

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rectangular patch of very golden evening light, gradiating down to nothing, against a wall that fades from black to deep teal
two second jerky video of a bat against a dusk sky
stack of seven books in a black tote bag. none of the names or covers are visible altho two say “vintage classics”
front cover of an A6 notebook with marbled paper full of concentric rings of colour
four more marbling papers in teals and pinks and reds yellow and metallic copper
four more sheets of marbled paper; two in mostly yellow / peach / some blue, and two in mostly blue / teal / some red.
a lil kalanchoe plant with three stems, one relatively straight up and the other two curling and waving, the whole thing makes an elaborate waveform, each has a little cluster of leaves on the top
black and white lino print of four hooded figures, one with a tripartite beak, one with their back to us, one facing towards us with just one eye on his forehead, one with a regular beak. in the background is a desert with a mesa and a spire both with stripy wavy lines. underneath text says “we’re admiring the view”
icon that depicts a microscope (i think?) and a spherical flask, both weirdly pink
four sheets of marbled paper, different coloured and designs
black and white lino print of a coat pocket with three rats in
glass fronted office block in late evening pink sky hour, reflecting blue sky with a streak of gold cloud across it, some strip lights glow in the top parts of the window. the building next to it is grimy but somehow magically glowing golden in the light. a single street light shines on the dark edge of another building which frames the picture
screenshot of a text message draft reading “but we can stop talking about it. i’m not gonna read the book. i am currently reading an extremely interesting book about taboos among an indonesian tribe called the huaulu. haidt can suck it imo”. several words and phrases are highlighted as having automatic emoji suggestions but sadly not the last one
text from a book that says “the argument seems to be”
close up on a partly carved lino plate showing a little rat head
the back page of a book; it gives biographical information for herman hesse; underneath is a blue handwritten comment that says finished reading 6:10am, august 4, 1972 “strange!”
big plume of dirty smoke (from a warehouse fire) against a blue sky
a cub and two parent foxes in the dim light; the cub is round between the two of them, playing and rolling around, it is adorable
orange / red gradient lino print of two fox cubs touching noses, the background is thin radiant lines, the text above reads “our fox cub hearts, together in the dusk”
shot from the original twilight zone with a carnival hawker standing in front of a sign saying maya the cat girl, pointing towards the silhouette of the eponymous maya
small handsome fox sitting on cement looking up at a purple tree
burned out sun in a deep blue sky crossed by power lines
green pond with green trees and tiny tiny ducklings
rhododendron flower (i think), pink and purple, the stamen are casting shadows on the petals
the cold war propaganda poster my print is based on: a human man holds a 50s style microphone that says truth on top, the background is red stripes. under it says “help truth fight communism / radio free europe / radio free asia / a campaign prepared for the crusade for freedom by the advertising council inc”. the logo says “a public service project / the advertising council”. no good person uses the word crusade.
black and white lino print of a squid (covered in many tiny white dots) holding a 50s style radio microphone (also covered in many tiny white dots). underneath it text says “help the sea fight capitalism” and a logo next to it reads “a public inkfish project / the cephalopod council”). it is based on 50s cold war american propaganda altho i have no idea of that is a reference people will know lol
photo looking towards a window, the light is flaring in dramatic rainbow coloured rays and bokeh, the wall is lined with many many books, a chair sits on a rug in front of a desk, the light really is something else
God keeps unfurling me with God's gigantic helium. There are scratchmarks all over my life. That's from my mitts. Other human, this unfurliness is far too spacious. Would you lend me some muscle? Let's write a sermon on control. Let's write a love song for heavyweights and by heavyweights I mean everyone.
fully blooming orchid absolutely loaded with two dozen white flowers on three arching stems
fox playing with a tennis ball, doing a little scamper
the lino print from the quoted post in an ornate gold frame
view through a plane window of a huge extending long into the distance snowy mountainy landscape
tower bridge open so the road goes up to the very blue sky
a long spray of orchid with 8 open white flowers and four more to come, behind it is another stem with a dozen unopened buds, it is ridiculously beautiful
small bird looking in through the window behind a row of houseplants
black and white lino print. four figures in dark hooded robes stand in a small boat; one facing forwards with a bormal beak. one facing towards us with a single eye in their forehead. one facing away from us. one facing away with a three-part beak. the water is just squiggly lines. underneath in a frame text says “we’re coming to help”
wide flat dinner bowl, the outside is gold drips over pale blue green speckles, inside is bright turquoise
small fox gazing questioningly at me from the other side of a brick wall
brightest red paper lanterns strung across a bright blue sky
long spiral curl of carved lino
sunlight in the shape of a window with the silhouette of leaves on the wall of a goldish room
scuba diver next to a giant grouper, which is mottled and striped brownish/blackish and whiteish. it is a big fucking fish. i am not good at having a sense of scale but like. significantly bigger than the diver.
four images of david lynch with edited captions: 1. he looks roughly serious, caption reads “as soon as you are alive” 2. he looks slightly annoyed, “people want you to make everything convenient” 3. he is just screwing up his face laughing, no caption 4. he grins at the camera, caption reads “and it’s, um, having the little tasks to do that’s the point”
magic hour golden light on shelves of books
long arced stem of an orchid with three open white flowers and a dozen more buds in various stages of nearly blooming
small 3 dimensional paper star with two crossed pencils sticking out and colourful threads trailing off
small fox in front of a big pink sky
grey heron standing in a pond. and a duck
brownish orange colour of an a5 notebook
magnolia tree peering over the fence
the cover of a book, brightly coloured with blotchy patterns; a black lino print that says “hermes” in both greek and english, with a black picture of the god with golden winged hat and sandals and his wand; inside are sets of two pages, one with an epithet for the god and one of more brightly coloured dyed paper. i am flipped through each page, then turning it over and flipping through the other side
half open white orchid flower with two still closed but nearly ready to burst buds next to it