I sometimes draw vases I wish were real, but I don't often do much with them. Decided to actually finish this one though in honor of the Spring finally arriving here🌸

Look at who's back at it again Make some new stickers, remaking some old ones all in the spirit of Spring and my personal associations with the season🌷

A reflection on Spring and what that felt like being raised in Northern California is the inspiration for this one☀️ The whole series is now for sale as limited edition stickers and a few mini mini prints at my Etsy (link in pinned tweet)!

Nothing feels more like summer than a warm breeze, a bright sky, and a sliced mango ready to eat🥭

Juice the fruit, candy the rind, the richness of pomelos will make the hot days ahead worth it☀️

Art feels pointless, but art is all I do. Seeing other people's lives and work gives me a break, so I hope that this can also be even the smallest break for folks today

Rounding out this set of summertime fruits. I hope if nothing else we can throw the blanket of the previous season off and welcome the warm glow of the summer ahead Remember we deserve to navigate our own futures, we deserve love, we deserve better times

This piece will be for sale at my Etsy in a few days, it is currently for sale at my is this month's mini print reward for those at the Cerise Swan tier at my Patreon. Pledge before the 31st and get her sent to you!

Autumn is coming early this year. Which is your favorite?The whole series is now for sale as stickers at my Etsy (link in pinned tweet)! Please remember this is a limited edition set, just like all years and they tend to sell out quickly!

The Erymanthian boar was an unusually large, vicious, drooling boar that lived in glens of Lampeia. No one had been able to stop his rampage. The fourth labour of Heracles was to bring the Erymanthian boar alive to Eurystheus in Mycenae

Walking down a long road at night you see her, a woman alone dressed in white sitting along your endless path. Her mouth drops open wide, an inhuman limpness to her jaw. You hesitate for a moment, but before you can address her the wailing woman shrieks

Out on an evening walk you hear something. Maybe it is the neighbor's lost dog? A lot of pets have been going missing. You pause and whistle to whatever is there only to see two eyes glare back. A guttural growl fills your heart with dread, this isn't your neighbor's lost dog