i didn’t name it this time —
no symbols,
no clues.
just a feeling left open,
spilled between us.
if you sense it,
you do.
if you don’t,
maybe that’s the point.
lykai × soft pastel, acrylic, graphite pencil (h), red ballpoint pen on paper × photographed and x2 upscaled (magnific precision) × digital brushwork (ps kyle ultimate charcoal pencil, 25px med2); mild compositing (exposure/brightness/sepia/warmth), 2025.
6338 × 4522 px
xtopia
