leletheartist

[leletheartist]

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I love the way my progress has been feeling, the pressure of creation has constantly fuels my drive to become greater than my last work

This flow that I'm currently in has been fantastic and the result of my works so far looks brilliant.

Words are a waste, I should get back to it.

~Focus on the Horizon.

[leletheartist]

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The more that I've been pushing myself in my artistry, to be better than before, the more I've been hitting my absolute limits. With every attempt and project I am struck with the realization that this journey, (if success and mastery is really what I want) will not be fortified without the prospect of struggle, pain and sorrow to peak over the horizon, day in and day out.

I sit, tired from this thought in mind as I write this down, a little discouraged to keep going, but as the waters ahead wade slowly with the winds I am calmed, by not only my ambition but also with the confidence in my ability to carve and slice through all that stands in my way to the highest of heights.

~FOCUS ON THE HORIZON.

[leletheartist]

~A Digital Sketch,

THIS HAS TO BE, ONE OF THE HARDEST ARTWORKS I HAVE DONE DIGIALTALLY SO FAR.

Emulating what one is able to easily achieve on physical paper onto a software with the use of a pad is difficult and frustrating. This was challenging to complete and completely scary to attempt as a beginner whose views every artwork complete, as a representation of all of their skills on display. The reality I just had to swallow today, needed a spirit chaser.

With all my previous works I had complete fun in the process, but this locked me into an emotion far removed from joy and anticipation for what's to come.

Funnily enough this looks just like my sketching style, rough, detailed and blurred, a cacophony of different styles blended together.

I like it, but I know with a lot more practice, I would LOVE IT.

~not my original design.

[leletheartist]

A digital sketch, [wip]

I have never been more scared to attempt a new technique quite more than this one.

The method of sketching on paper is my strongest point, and some of my best work has come from it.

So for me to make this leap from physical to digital was bone chilling, not only to the outcome possibly being somewhat lackluster, but to my entire self-esteem as an artist in totality.

I'll push through and test myself finely.

~Digital Sketch Art.

[leletheartist]

~Lady in White,

This artwork has definitely been a step in the right direction for me artistically and technically. I've gotten a lot more used to layering the different aspects of the art, as to prevent getting too attached to "detailed sections" throughout the process.

Taking a step back in time, this piece has been my most detailed so far. The use of shadowing has improved greatly from my first attempts and blending in different tones has been a less chaotic experience for me too.

Things have definitely been improving.

~not my original design.

[leletheartist]

[wip]

After my last artwork, I realized that I needed to focus more on shape and form, so for this process that was my main priority.

What I also figured I needed to do to diversify my skillset, was to practice with other brushes and techniques. I got too used to the norm of creation, that I missed out on BEING CREATIVE.

~Lady in White.

[leletheartist]

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I think that I learned something really valuable about attempting a piece like this.

SHAPE AND FORM!!!

Something that I now realize is not my strongest footing. I've very much relied on shadowing in sketches to create the depth in my artworks, but I am now realizing it served more as a crutch to what I was lacking more than anything else.

But, I really enjoyed the process of making this and challenging myself further... On to the next.

~not my original design.

[leletheartist]

I LOVE this one!!

The ache on my shoulders that I feel from the weight of my own sorrow and grief have been lifted and expelled many times from what I call the angel of solace.

~The Keeper to my Relief (2024) by LELE

[leletheartist]

~P!NK,

[Wip]

From the moment I decided that I wanted to start an account on Tumblr, my creative urges have re-energized themselves and found new life in the prospect of displaying my art and other creative endeavors.

This is the most active I have been in art since I left school 3-4 years ago.

I'm thrilled that this flame of love has found its way back to me before her embers had extinguished.

[leletheartist]

[leletheartist]

She's finally done!!

I honestly feel like my personal style is coming together just nicely. And serves as an ode to my love for sketch art.

Cartoon stylized worlds and atmospheres that hold bits and pieces of realistic elements, as to ground the artwork to what I feel will resonate to not only myself, but people at large.

Reminder: this is not an original design of my, I use artworks that I admire to build an understanding of basics and what I'm capable of achieving in my own efforts.as an artist .

~BLUE HORIZON

[leletheartist]

~Blue Horizon

Ever since I picked up a digital pen and pad I've always been intimidated by the art that I have seen other artists produce.

The confidence in their strokes and subject matter, original ideas and improvisations and so on. Feet's I have never been able to achieve even with my traditional sketches.

I realize now that imitation and visualization imagination and repetition are the best ways to develop the fundamental skills of an artform, and once one becomes proficient in those, that's when originality thrives. In the mind of a skilled artisan the world is his canvas.

SO HERES TO THE FUNDAMENTALS

[leletheartist]

I've never been the type to express myself only through words, I hate the sound of my own voice, and it doesn't help that I have a stutter as well.

But, I have a love for what I can accomplish through texts and speech when I am not overwhelmed by it.

I've made it a point as an artist that all avenues that crossover into my worlds I will master.

And to read ones own work out loud has to be one of those tasks at hand. 😶💬

[leletheartist]

Roots of a Maple Tree - A Poem

As I awake, elated from a slumber,

I reminisce on the bliss I felt from my past.

It's been months since I've been an absentee from my home.

And as I return to,

I sat, rooted to my seat, with two feet on the flooring,

Still as tea.

In deep thought,

with a molasse sense of time

On a drive contrast to what I thought in my mind,

With pastures passing past me, poorly seen through the windscreen,

Wishing to catch a glimpse of the country ahead,

And to see how parted time would connect us again.

It's Mid day April,

And the country side fades from the haze of heat, and shades in the wake of fall.

Autumn tastes of maple, and smells like the crust of summer.

While the supple roads are coat in earth tones.

The album to my past, paint the colors of nostalgia to the unwritten tomes of my future.

These are the staple, spacial scenes I wish to escape to.

But, in motion to our route,

The shade from the fall trees on the side of the roads, slowly fade out.

Neutural tones from towers of stone once never known to this land, fade in and range out.

And as we dip over the horizon and down into the expanse,

The romance of  memory are engulfed in the horror of present day reality,

where nothing but miles of concrete seas pollute and decay the plains,

stained with glass payns that wave over my serenity. 

With this sudden change in pallete,

My excitement sank to depths unstepped from joy.

My brows and eyes arose,

As null tones rule and roam through all I've known this place to be,

My sanctuary.

Uprooted, from peace,

and suffocating from melancholy,

The perfume of loss is potent,

As her shadow casts over my memory, and shades the space between anger and reality.

The absolute power to burn and cremate en masse, has robbed the earth of her purity,

The weakness to wisdom folds the vail of truth over mans eyes,

And blinds him to the facade of dominance,

displacing the fragrance of dependency, mutes the scent of distruction imminent by causality.

Original poem by: LELE

[leletheartist]

[leletheartist]

Took inspiration from the season I love the most, and the area of land I appreciate walking through to clear my head at times.

Natures just beautiful, and awe inspiring, It tickles the senses, I taste the maple, I smell the roast and I feel the breeze of winter to come.