A love story with princess and warrior woman

"Be mine" she was saying to me while I
I've made these pencil drawings on saturday, imagining I am in her strong arms and I feel safe and loved. She is a warrior woman and I am her princess. I've always wanted to be hers and she wants me so much that she would do anything to be with me.
how much I wish this was real.

Why am I single on Valentines day

Tomorrow it's Valentines day and watching this painting I wish I was one of the women in the painting. There are so many moments when I feel so lonely and all I can do is to paint 🎨 about the feelings I need to express the feelings that burn me deep inside like a silent fire. I've made more than 4000 drawings and paintings of the love I am not allowed to have.
Maybe you wander why am I so lonely
It's be cause I live in an intolerant society
It's be cause the bigotry all around me doesn't allow me to live a real life.
It's be cause they don't allow me to be myself, love myself, making me feel guilty for what I am and for my feelings all the time.

Gate to the world of the spirits, psychedelic fluorescent painting

Someone's near death experience has inspired me to paint this. It's a fluorescent painting.

Fantastic dolphin like creature

I've made thuz drawing  now, thinking about nothing

The portrait of a muslim woman, pencil drawing

Gate to another world

Reading about someone's near death experience has inspired me to make these drawings

Aphrodite and the rose Sappho has written a poem about

The poem "The rose" by Sappho has inspired me to make this painting.




If Zeus chose us a King of the flowers in his mirth,

He would call to the rose and would royally crown it,

For the rose, ho, the rose! is the grace of the earth,

Is the light of the plants that are growing upon it.

For the rose, ho, the rose! is the eye of the flowers,

Is the blush of the meadows that feel themselves fair,--

Is the lightning of beauty, that strikes through the bowers

On pale lovers who sit in the glow unaware.

Ho, the rose breathes of love! ho, the rose, lifts the cup

To the red lips of Cypris10 invoked for a guest!

Ho, the rose, having curled its sweet leaves for the world,

Takes delight in the motion its petals keep up,

As they laugh to the Wind as it laughs from the west.