I‘ve been asked about “official” prints of this and finally, here they are! 25 fine art prints of “Hold Your Breath” are available at djamilaknopf.storenvy.com! (link in bio) 😊 Oh, and when they’re gone, they won’t be reprinted.
Another piece I did for the Robot Pencil club prompt “Forest of Cain”. The earth is taking back the land from humans who have abused it for far too long. This piece is called “remainder”. This series was definitely a level up for me. Thanks for checking out my work!
I was filling an Etsy store yesterday and got surprised that, apart from rules, terms of delivery and so on, there are options to tell about yourself (a little bio with brief story of your store) Is it really interesting to read about an author? Вчера занималась заполнением этси магазина и была удивлена, что помимо правил, условий поставки и прочего, там можно заполнить также графу "о себе" (небольшая биография с историей вашего магазина). Людям действительно интересно читать об авторе? #etsy#digitalart#panorama#panoramaapp#swordinthestone#sword#meadow#fantasyillustration
Laying down the charcoal under-drawing for "Ascending the Beast" on a 24" X 36" canvas.
This drawing/painting is a trail inspired metaphor for confronting fear, embracing challenge, and the hazards of playing with mountains.
We all have our dragons and butt kicking heights to climb in this life. Wishing you all an epic journey to the summit and beyond.
Lots of new work coming! This is a piece I did for the Robot Pencil private club prompt “The Forest of Cain”. The earth is taking back the land from the humans who have abused it for far too long. This piece is called “The Mark”. I really learned a lot with this piece and look forward to creating more!
Do you believe in Magic?
It’s dark. And though you’re blinded you can sense Her.
As She breathes silently, her soft curves are interjected with layers of silky mist, hugging her folds before reaching out toward your hand.
She doesn’t boast the level of impossible conquest like her Sister. Instead she lies unapologetically naked.
Clothed only in the secrets of long forgotten treasures buried deep in an ancient world. You take her hand and step forward. She holds her smile.
And her secret.
Premature sunlight inks a pallet of soft pinks and greyed blues against her layered skin. Warmth ignites her heart as a golden fire blazes through her veins.
You walk exposed.
At once She dissolves to green at the arrival of her brother, Sun, and you fumble blindly, hungrily feasting on her dying golden residue.
Until eventually She closes her heart around you as you waltz in darkness to her sweet siren song.
And then She closes her eyes.
You open your eyes.
We’ve chosen to spend our final month surrounded by the jungle once more. On this occasion however I’ve really struggled to appropriately illustrate its secrets and hidden worlds - to capture the magic. This is the start, and soon the magical world will be discovered!