Category Archives: Mythical and mysterious

Time Moves What Seems Still

Posted on December 29, 2025 by randomyriad

“All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie.” — Dylan, Things Have Changed

Posted in All part of the process, anthropology, Being Human, bodyworks, capturing light, change, delusions of progress, developing relationships, mindworks, music, my museum of inspiration, Mythical and mysterious, Other peoples words, paying attention, personal history, scenes on screens | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

2023 Graphic Journal #17: May 14 – May 27

Posted on May 27, 2023 by randomyriad

Dancing in the Dry Land of Bones

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Tarot Journal #7: 2 Priestess

Posted on May 17, 2022 by randomyriad

The Open Eyes of Night She is the doorway to dreams and portal to the subconscious. She sits a reflection of the moon on the water. She can only be seen by looking away. Her gaze leaves you open layer … Continue reading →

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2021 Graphic Journal #19: May 31- June 8

Posted on June 9, 2021 by randomyriad

The Way Out (Is Not The Way In) Color Grayscale Color Version II

Posted in Abstraction, All part of the process, Chaos and Order, Check this out, doodles, Drawing, Dreamtime, Fools Journey, Geographies of Death, hidden places, imagination and reality, internal landscape, My Art, Mythical and mysterious, Telling Stories, the end is the beginning, visions from the dark side, Works in Progress | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

Palabras/Words: Poems in Spanish Translated to English #8

Posted on September 28, 2020 by randomyriad

The Teller of Tales  When I’m walking, everythingon earth gets upand stops me and whispers to me,and what they tell me is their story. And the people walkingon the road leave me their stories,I pick them up where they fellin … Continue reading →

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