White Ink

Unbeautiful Art

Growing up, it felt like only joyful, colorful art was considered “good.” But I’ve always seen beauty in darkness, in the unknown. This piece speaks to that. The horns, often tied to fear or judgment, reveal how we project meaning onto symbols without really understanding them.

The woman here is a warrior. She’s tired. She’s carried weight for those she loves, fought silent battles, and now, she just wants rest. Her presence might intimidate most, yet few would ask about her story. And still… she endures. She thrives.

This is a portrait of misunderstood strength, of finding grace in what others overlook.

Acceptance

This illustration started as a quiet reflection on self-acceptance. As I kept working, it expanded into something bigger, a sense of global belonging. The hands cradling the earth, immersed in water, became symbols of the shared current flowing through all of us, no matter where we’re from or what we believe.

Over time, it turned into a tribute to the gift of life itself. A reminder that when we receive life, we also inherit the connections that make it meaningful. We're all part of the same thread, held gently in each other's care.

Alluring Smoke

This piece was born from a timed challenge issued by my friend BeAtEasel, where we had to create a monochromatic illustration inspired by “smoke” and “flowers.”

I let instinct take over, the word “flowers” instantly brought to mind a woman, and “smoke” gave the scene a noir mood. The horns were inevitable; my horned women have become personal symbols of resilience and mystery.

This illustration pushed me, it was a moment where textures, values, and emotion all came together. Looking back, it marks a turning point. I saw how far I’d come, and how my voice as an artist had begun to truly bloom.

A blossoming artist… indeed.

Ancient Astronaut

This piece was sparked by a lyric in a song that mentioned “Ancient Astronaut.” The phrase instantly pulled me into a world of contradictions-spacefaring is modern, but what if it wasn’t? What if there was a traveler from some forgotten age, exploring galaxies long before we were ready?

That idea made the piece fun to imagine. Who was he? What worlds did he see? And how did his story end?

The visuals came together with that spirit of wonder and mystery—an ode to the kind of idea that makes you stop and dream, even if just for a second.

Dreams

I made this piece for a challenge themed around “dreams.” It explores how everything that happens when we dream comes from us. We're both the creator and the explorer. The central hand represents that quiet control, while the figure rising above it floats toward something higher. She’s nude to show how vulnerable dreams can make us feel, yet also how strangely safe we are in them. The two figures on either side act as protectors, helping her travel between realms. The third eye is our guide in these spaces, a symbol of insight through endless possibilities. 

Reaching to my Heart

This illustration marks the start of a more personal journey—one where I’m learning to reconnect with my emotions. The past few years brought sorrow and struggle, and somewhere along the way, I coped by disconnecting from how I felt.

But emotions are part of being alive. So now, I’m reaching inward, exploring that space I tucked away, and slowly rebuilding from within.

This piece is my starting point. My art will be my journal going forward, recording the steps I take toward healing, reflection, and rediscovery. Here's the first of many.