Lament for Vax’ildan

This is genuinely one of my favourite pieces I’ve ever done and I’m still not over it. I love Vax and his story so much, and I wanted to capture a bit of the eeriness of being a token of a god.

Prints here!

✨inspired by Lament for Icarus by Herbert James Draper

✨painted in procreate on ipad pro/do not repost

$5, 2018

Private school drop out. Too broke to be there. Gifted kid facade fading. Marlboro reds. Late night sad sesh. Quad always quad. Philly alt. White boy cry about ex over a shit riff. Sad about a boy. No better am I? Crowded basements. $5. White people everywhere. Piss beer. Bad taste, always. Lights all around. Dark room. One couch. Right space. Tight face. Shit friends. Mask off, mask on, mask off. Transactional sex. No love. One guy.  Overdrive. Obsession. Infatuation. Stained all over me. All over you. Lead me to my edge. Insane inhale. Exhale two. Gritty mumbles. Downbeat. Drone on. Desire, desire, desire. Clone to be you. Never could. Minutes out. Blurry lines and leaking ink. Shameful. Now, shameless. Burns by design. Indie lover. Reactive screams. Ocean of tears. She's here. They're gone. My love. A soundtrack to forever. I'll be numb next time I'm here I wish. Come true? It did.

-GenPlz

(About my time in Philly. Smoking a Marlboro red in the forest time in 3 years and it made me reminisce)

Mato Wayuhi as Bucky in Reservation Dogs — 3.05 "House Made of Bongs"

Storm Debi has done damage ... sweeping across a moss ridden, tree divested island ... the mice not running fast enough to keep the lights on ... kettles without whistle, how shall we wet the 'tay'? ... no buses, no trains 'til 10am ... walk, don't walk ... watch out for the leaf on the line ...