What started (and may well end) as a tattoo idea manifests as a layered digital and physical drawing with office pen ink, varnish and conte crayon.

This drawing started as a failed portrait which instead evolved into its own entity. An artifact. A mask. A confluence of clouds in our mind, behind our eyelids when serotonin runs low.

I imagine arbitrary worlds within worlds, made with no other function than to satisfy the rhythm of our momentary imagination, to harmonize with the alien song our neurons paint behind our eyelids, in the back of our yearning minds.

Black ballpoint office pen on paper.

On the day that half the people on Facebook placed the equality symbol as their profile picture, I decided to do my own.

This is an office pen ink drawing that I scanned and continued drawing into digitally.

Office pen on paper.

Office pen on paper.