Instagram Story Viewer
Instagram Stories anonym ansehen
Close ups
I wanted use repetition with the flow of the line to allow the story unfolds on its own. But keeping it in a surrealist realm with an emphasis on nature and its interactions with human and how they intertwine.
1 x 6m
Watercolor & Sumi ink on drawing paper
#iloveart #ilovenature
Close ups
I wanted use repetition with the flow of the line to allow the story unfolds on its own. But keeping it in a surrealist realm with an emphasis on nature and its interactions with human and how they intertwine.
1 x 6m
Watercolor & Sumi ink on drawing paper
#iloveart #ilovenature
Close ups
I wanted use repetition with the flow of the line to allow the story unfolds on its own. But keeping it in a surrealist realm with an emphasis on nature and its interactions with human and how they intertwine.
1 x 6m
Watercolor & Sumi ink on drawing paper
#iloveart #ilovenature
Close ups
I wanted use repetition with the flow of the line to allow the story unfolds on its own. But keeping it in a surrealist realm with an emphasis on nature and its interactions with human and how they intertwine.
1 x 6m
Watercolor & Sumi ink on drawing paper
#iloveart #ilovenature
Close ups
I wanted use repetition with the flow of the line to allow the story unfolds on its own. But keeping it in a surrealist realm with an emphasis on nature and its interactions with human and how they intertwine.
1 x 6m
Watercolor & Sumi ink on drawing paper
#iloveart #ilovenature
Close ups
I wanted use repetition with the flow of the line to allow the story unfolds on its own. But keeping it in a surrealist realm with an emphasis on nature and its interactions with human and how they intertwine.
1 x 6m
Watercolor & Sumi ink on drawing paper
#iloveart #ilovenature
Close ups
I wanted use repetition with the flow of the line to allow the story unfolds on its own. But keeping it in a surrealist realm with an emphasis on nature and its interactions with human and how they intertwine.
1 x 6m
Watercolor & Sumi ink on drawing paper
#iloveart #ilovenature
III
In the woods there is a bird, whose song arrests you and makes you blush.
V
At an enormous distance of weight above my subterranean room,
the houses implant themselves, the brown mist assembles.
The quagmires are either red or black.
Township of monstrosity, night without end!
Not as high up there are sewers.
By its sides there is nothing but the
impassiveness of the globe.
Perhaps chasms of azure, mineshafts of fire.
There is a clock that does not sound
There is a pothole with one nest of white animals.
There is a cathedral which descends and a lake that rises.
There is a small car abandoned in the undergrowth, or which descends the common lane, forming ribbons.
There is a troop of little entertainers in costume, glimpsed from the road one travels along, beyond the edge of the woods.
There is, finally, when famished and in thirst, someone who chases you.
Perhaps it is on these levels the reconnoiter of moons and comets, of seas and fable.
In the hours of bitternesses I imagine balls of sapphire, of metal.
I am a master of silence.
What is it that appears in the basement window blenching the corner of my vault?
-Arthur Rimbaud
A continuation of a poem series from last October
III
In the woods there is a bird, whose song arrests you and makes you blush.
V
At an enormous distance of weight above my subterranean room,
the houses implant themselves, the brown mist assembles.
The quagmires are either red or black.
Township of monstrosity, night without end!
Not as high up there are sewers.
By its sides there is nothing but the
impassiveness of the globe.
Perhaps chasms of azure, mineshafts of fire.
There is a clock that does not sound
There is a pothole with one nest of white animals.
There is a cathedral which descends and a lake that rises.
There is a small car abandoned in the undergrowth, or which descends the common lane, forming ribbons.
There is a troop of little entertainers in costume, glimpsed from the road one travels along, beyond the edge of the woods.
There is, finally, when famished and in thirst, someone who chases you.
Perhaps it is on these levels the reconnoiter of moons and comets, of seas and fable.
In the hours of bitternesses I imagine balls of sapphire, of metal.
I am a master of silence.
What is it that appears in the basement window blenching the corner of my vault?
-Arthur Rimbaud
A continuation of a poem series from last October
III
In the woods there is a bird, whose song arrests you and makes you blush.
V
At an enormous distance of weight above my subterranean room,
the houses implant themselves, the brown mist assembles.
The quagmires are either red or black.
Township of monstrosity, night without end!
Not as high up there are sewers.
By its sides there is nothing but the
impassiveness of the globe.
Perhaps chasms of azure, mineshafts of fire.
There is a clock that does not sound
There is a pothole with one nest of white animals.
There is a cathedral which descends and a lake that rises.
There is a small car abandoned in the undergrowth, or which descends the common lane, forming ribbons.
There is a troop of little entertainers in costume, glimpsed from the road one travels along, beyond the edge of the woods.
There is, finally, when famished and in thirst, someone who chases you.
Perhaps it is on these levels the reconnoiter of moons and comets, of seas and fable.
In the hours of bitternesses I imagine balls of sapphire, of metal.
I am a master of silence.
What is it that appears in the basement window blenching the corner of my vault?
-Arthur Rimbaud
A continuation of a poem series from last October
III
In the woods there is a bird, whose song arrests you and makes you blush.
V
At an enormous distance of weight above my subterranean room,
the houses implant themselves, the brown mist assembles.
The quagmires are either red or black.
Township of monstrosity, night without end!
Not as high up there are sewers.
By its sides there is nothing but the
impassiveness of the globe.
Perhaps chasms of azure, mineshafts of fire.
There is a clock that does not sound
There is a pothole with one nest of white animals.
There is a cathedral which descends and a lake that rises.
There is a small car abandoned in the undergrowth, or which descends the common lane, forming ribbons.
There is a troop of little entertainers in costume, glimpsed from the road one travels along, beyond the edge of the woods.
There is, finally, when famished and in thirst, someone who chases you.
Perhaps it is on these levels the reconnoiter of moons and comets, of seas and fable.
In the hours of bitternesses I imagine balls of sapphire, of metal.
I am a master of silence.
What is it that appears in the basement window blenching the corner of my vault?
-Arthur Rimbaud
A continuation of a poem series from last October
III
In the woods there is a bird, whose song arrests you and makes you blush.
V
At an enormous distance of weight above my subterranean room,
the houses implant themselves, the brown mist assembles.
The quagmires are either red or black.
Township of monstrosity, night without end!
Not as high up there are sewers.
By its sides there is nothing but the
impassiveness of the globe.
Perhaps chasms of azure, mineshafts of fire.
There is a clock that does not sound
There is a pothole with one nest of white animals.
There is a cathedral which descends and a lake that rises.
There is a small car abandoned in the undergrowth, or which descends the common lane, forming ribbons.
There is a troop of little entertainers in costume, glimpsed from the road one travels along, beyond the edge of the woods.
There is, finally, when famished and in thirst, someone who chases you.
Perhaps it is on these levels the reconnoiter of moons and comets, of seas and fable.
In the hours of bitternesses I imagine balls of sapphire, of metal.
I am a master of silence.
What is it that appears in the basement window blenching the corner of my vault?
-Arthur Rimbaud
A continuation of a poem series from last October
III
In the woods there is a bird, whose song arrests you and makes you blush.
V
At an enormous distance of weight above my subterranean room,
the houses implant themselves, the brown mist assembles.
The quagmires are either red or black.
Township of monstrosity, night without end!
Not as high up there are sewers.
By its sides there is nothing but the
impassiveness of the globe.
Perhaps chasms of azure, mineshafts of fire.
There is a clock that does not sound
There is a pothole with one nest of white animals.
There is a cathedral which descends and a lake that rises.
There is a small car abandoned in the undergrowth, or which descends the common lane, forming ribbons.
There is a troop of little entertainers in costume, glimpsed from the road one travels along, beyond the edge of the woods.
There is, finally, when famished and in thirst, someone who chases you.
Perhaps it is on these levels the reconnoiter of moons and comets, of seas and fable.
In the hours of bitternesses I imagine balls of sapphire, of metal.
I am a master of silence.
What is it that appears in the basement window blenching the corner of my vault?
-Arthur Rimbaud
A continuation of a poem series from last October
Children of the sea
Trying something new with colors, process video in the end.
Digital
Children of the sea
Trying something new with colors, process video in the end.
Digital
Children of the sea
Trying something new with colors, process video in the end.
Digital
Children of the sea
Trying something new with colors, process video in the end.
Digital
Children of the sea
Trying something new with colors, process video in the end.
Digital
Children of the sea
Trying something new with colors, process video in the end.
Digital
Another view
8 x 10in
Watercolor, color pencil, graphite, digitally edited
#illustration #watercolor
Parasites & Parasitoid
contamination, growth, and rebirth of the self
diseased, healing
Watercolor, ink, color pencil on paper
Scanned, digitally altered
15.95 x 20 inches
#illustration #watercolor
Parasites & Parasitoid
contamination, growth, and rebirth of the self
diseased, healing
Watercolor, ink, color pencil on paper
Scanned, digitally altered
15.95 x 20 inches
#illustration #watercolor
Parasites & Parasitoid
contamination, growth, and rebirth of the self
diseased, healing
Watercolor, ink, color pencil on paper
Scanned, digitally altered
15.95 x 20 inches
#illustration #watercolor
Parasites & Parasitoid
contamination, growth, and rebirth of the self
diseased, healing
Watercolor, ink, color pencil on paper
Scanned, digitally altered
15.95 x 20 inches
#illustration #watercolor
Siren
“The sea is full of teeth, full of music,”
-Muriel Rukeyser
Watercolor, gouache, ink, color pencil on paper
scanned & digitally edited
20.5 x 32.5 inch
#illustration #watercolor
Siren
“The sea is full of teeth, full of music,”
-Muriel Rukeyser
Watercolor, gouache, ink, color pencil on paper
scanned & digitally edited
20.5 x 32.5 inch
#illustration #watercolor
Siren
“The sea is full of teeth, full of music,”
-Muriel Rukeyser
Watercolor, gouache, ink, color pencil on paper
scanned & digitally edited
20.5 x 32.5 inch
#illustration #watercolor
Siren
“The sea is full of teeth, full of music,”
-Muriel Rukeyser
Watercolor, gouache, ink, color pencil on paper
scanned & digitally edited
20.5 x 32.5 inch
#illustration #watercolor
Siren
“The sea is full of teeth, full of music,”
-Muriel Rukeyser
Watercolor, gouache, ink, color pencil on paper
scanned & digitally edited
20.5 x 32.5 inch
#illustration #watercolor
01: The Last Supper
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the first of a series of drawings that i’ll be working on about a murder mystery story
#illustration #digitalart #seriesart #art
01: The Last Supper
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the first of a series of drawings that i’ll be working on about a murder mystery story
#illustration #digitalart #seriesart #art
01: The Last Supper
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the first of a series of drawings that i’ll be working on about a murder mystery story
#illustration #digitalart #seriesart #art
01: The Last Supper
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the first of a series of drawings that i’ll be working on about a murder mystery story
#illustration #digitalart #seriesart #art
Light on the Land
Our first collaboration project, Light on the Land 001, explores the feeling of windy summer days. We approached this concept through mixed media, photography, film, and illustration. This experience has opened doors to future projects, and the whole process has been memorable and inspiring.
Photographer: @kritsinha_
Illustrator: @reginaa_z @a2aple
Lighting Assistant: @smarties_z
Talent: @yinzigartig
@nowkycul
@weilan_liu1108
@ulricaaa_gl
#photoshoot #illustration #mixmedia #filmphotography #fyp
Light on the Land
Our first collaboration project, Light on the Land 001, explores the feeling of windy summer days. We approached this concept through mixed media, photography, film, and illustration. This experience has opened doors to future projects, and the whole process has been memorable and inspiring.
Photographer: @kritsinha_
Illustrator: @reginaa_z @a2aple
Lighting Assistant: @smarties_z
Talent: @yinzigartig
@nowkycul
@weilan_liu1108
@ulricaaa_gl
#photoshoot #illustration #mixmedia #filmphotography #fyp
Light on the Land
Our first collaboration project, Light on the Land 001, explores the feeling of windy summer days. We approached this concept through mixed media, photography, film, and illustration. This experience has opened doors to future projects, and the whole process has been memorable and inspiring.
Photographer: @kritsinha_
Illustrator: @reginaa_z @a2aple
Lighting Assistant: @smarties_z
Talent: @yinzigartig
@nowkycul
@weilan_liu1108
@ulricaaa_gl
#photoshoot #illustration #mixmedia #filmphotography #fyp
Light on the Land
Our first collaboration project, Light on the Land 001, explores the feeling of windy summer days. We approached this concept through mixed media, photography, film, and illustration. This experience has opened doors to future projects, and the whole process has been memorable and inspiring.
Photographer: @kritsinha_
Illustrator: @reginaa_z @a2aple
Lighting Assistant: @smarties_z
Talent: @yinzigartig
@nowkycul
@weilan_liu1108
@ulricaaa_gl
#photoshoot #illustration #mixmedia #filmphotography #fyp
Light on the Land
Our first collaboration project, Light on the Land 001, explores the feeling of windy summer days. We approached this concept through mixed media, photography, film, and illustration. This experience has opened doors to future projects, and the whole process has been memorable and inspiring.
Photographer: @kritsinha_
Illustrator: @reginaa_z @a2aple
Lighting Assistant: @smarties_z
Talent: @yinzigartig
@nowkycul
@weilan_liu1108
@ulricaaa_gl
#photoshoot #illustration #mixmedia #filmphotography #fyp
Light on the Land
Our first collaboration project, Light on the Land 001, explores the feeling of windy summer days. We approached this concept through mixed media, photography, film, and illustration. This experience has opened doors to future projects, and the whole process has been memorable and inspiring.
Photographer: @kritsinha_
Illustrator: @reginaa_z @a2aple
Lighting Assistant: @smarties_z
Talent: @yinzigartig
@nowkycul
@weilan_liu1108
@ulricaaa_gl
#photoshoot #illustration #mixmedia #filmphotography #fyp
Light on the Land
Our first collaboration project, Light on the Land 001, explores the feeling of windy summer days. We approached this concept through mixed media, photography, film, and illustration. This experience has opened doors to future projects, and the whole process has been memorable and inspiring.
Photographer: @kritsinha_
Illustrator: @reginaa_z @a2aple
Lighting Assistant: @smarties_z
Talent: @yinzigartig
@nowkycul
@weilan_liu1108
@ulricaaa_gl
#photoshoot #illustration #mixmedia #filmphotography #fyp
Light on the Land
Our first collaboration project, Light on the Land 001, explores the feeling of windy summer days. We approached this concept through mixed media, photography, film, and illustration. This experience has opened doors to future projects, and the whole process has been memorable and inspiring.
Photographer: @kritsinha_
Illustrator: @reginaa_z @a2aple
Lighting Assistant: @smarties_z
Talent: @yinzigartig
@nowkycul
@weilan_liu1108
@ulricaaa_gl
#photoshoot #illustration #mixmedia #filmphotography #fyp
tattoo flash sheet inspired by sea holly and tree rings
No.12 is taken
dm for more info
tattoo flash sheet inspired by sea holly and tree rings
No.12 is taken
dm for more info
tattoo flash sheet inspired by sea holly and tree rings
No.12 is taken
dm for more info
You abandoned us and departed.
But we the living wrapped you in a cocoon so that you might burst forth as a butterfly into your new world.
- Sayat-Nova
Inspired by the poem of Sayat-Nova from the movie The Colors of Pomegranates.
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#poem #lyricalpoetry #illustration #film #thecolorofpomegranates #avantgarde #sayatnova #art #digitalart
You abandoned us and departed.
But we the living wrapped you in a cocoon so that you might burst forth as a butterfly into your new world.
- Sayat-Nova
Inspired by the poem of Sayat-Nova from the movie The Colors of Pomegranates.
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#poem #lyricalpoetry #illustration #film #thecolorofpomegranates #avantgarde #sayatnova #art #digitalart
You abandoned us and departed.
But we the living wrapped you in a cocoon so that you might burst forth as a butterfly into your new world.
- Sayat-Nova
Inspired by the poem of Sayat-Nova from the movie The Colors of Pomegranates.
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#poem #lyricalpoetry #illustration #film #thecolorofpomegranates #avantgarde #sayatnova #art #digitalart
You abandoned us and departed.
But we the living wrapped you in a cocoon so that you might burst forth as a butterfly into your new world.
- Sayat-Nova
Inspired by the poem of Sayat-Nova from the movie The Colors of Pomegranates.
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#poem #lyricalpoetry #illustration #film #thecolorofpomegranates #avantgarde #sayatnova #art #digitalart
Instagram Stories geheim ansehen
Der Instagram Story Viewer ist ein einfaches Tool, mit dem Sie Instagram Stories, Videos, Fotos oder IGTV heimlich ansehen und speichern können. Mit diesem Service können Sie Inhalte herunterladen und offline genießen, wann immer Sie möchten. Wenn Sie etwas Interessantes auf Instagram finden, das Sie später überprüfen möchten, oder Stories anonym ansehen möchten, ist unser Viewer ideal für Sie. Anonstories bietet eine ausgezeichnete Lösung, um Ihre Identität zu schützen. Instagram hat die Stories-Funktion erstmals im August 2023 eingeführt, die schnell auch von anderen Plattformen übernommen wurde, dank ihres fesselnden, zeitlich begrenzten Formats. Stories ermöglichen es Nutzern, schnelle Updates zu teilen, sei es Fotos, Videos oder Selfies, ergänzt durch Text, Emojis oder Filter, und sind nur 24 Stunden lang sichtbar. Dieser begrenzte Zeitrahmen sorgt für eine hohe Interaktion im Vergleich zu regulären Posts. Heutzutage sind Stories eine der beliebtesten Methoden, um sich in sozialen Medien zu verbinden und zu kommunizieren. Wenn Sie jedoch eine Story ansehen, kann der Ersteller Ihren Namen in seiner Viewer-Liste sehen, was ein Problem für die Privatsphäre sein kann. Was ist, wenn Sie Stories durchsuchen möchten, ohne bemerkt zu werden? Hier wird Anonstories nützlich. Es ermöglicht Ihnen, öffentliche Instagram-Inhalte anzusehen, ohne Ihre Identität preiszugeben. Geben Sie einfach den Benutzernamen des Profils ein, das Sie interessiert, und das Tool zeigt dessen neueste Stories an. Funktionen des Anonstories Viewers: - Anonymes Browsen: Sehen Sie Stories, ohne in der Viewer-Liste zu erscheinen. - Kein Konto erforderlich: Sehen Sie öffentliche Inhalte, ohne ein Instagram-Konto zu erstellen. - Inhalte herunterladen: Speichern Sie beliebige Story-Inhalte direkt auf Ihrem Gerät für die Offline-Nutzung. - Highlights anzeigen: Greifen Sie auf Instagram-Highlights zu, auch über das 24-Stunden-Fenster hinaus. - Repost-Überwachung: Verfolgen Sie Reposts oder Interaktionen bei Stories für persönliche Profile. Einschränkungen: - Dieses Tool funktioniert nur mit öffentlichen Accounts; private Accounts bleiben unzugänglich. Vorteile: - Datenschutzfreundlich: Sehen Sie sich beliebige Instagram-Inhalte an, ohne bemerkt zu werden. - Einfach und unkompliziert: Keine App-Installation oder Registrierung erforderlich. - Exklusive Tools: Laden Sie Inhalte herunter und verwalten Sie sie auf eine Weise, die Instagram nicht bietet.
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