•Ishan Project: 315/50•
Her heart broke a little as she realized Chûndra would never return the admiration she shared for her. These small impostors could sympathize with Violet’s emotions. However, from a larval state they bonded with her psyche creating a spark she felt was similar to the Ishan’s Magneto-sensors. Just then they crawl across her forearms and she could sense their thinking pattern.
She’ll prove to Chûndra that she could be special after all.
Meanwhile, The Impostors hunger became stronger as the days progressed. She watches as these creatures search for their next meal.
CRACKED / Mixed Media / 5″ x 8″
•Ishan Project: 311/54•
She walks into the lab to inspect Violet. Violet’s larvae shed their layers to expose her face. Violet then nods towards her which confirms their plans have been successful.
Grinning to herself, she couldn’t help but gloat a little. It seemed as though everything had been going exactly as planned. Chûndra relishes in all of the activity that’s happened within the past few months. This world, she’s influenced has been strategically maneuvered according to her desire. Obliterating those troublesome flowers was more than an accomplishment.
Days earlier, Chûndra’s minion sensed 4bear‘s presence in her palace before they entered.
“It was too easy.” she whispers to her droids. “They actually felt that they could control my creation. I bet they’re just now realizing I manipulated them the entire time.”
PIERCE II / Mixed Media / 5″ x 8″
•Ishan Project: 298/67•
A PENETRATING SILENCE
Preet had been wondering what had taken Anali so long to return. She traces her pulse up the stairway and sees her in the hallway laying down staring at an adjacent wall incased in glass. As she gets near, she notices Anali shaking from shock. Once she turns, what she sees is unbelievable… Right before her eyes, Anali’s parents are trapped in this device. Their mouths hang low from being fossilized and neglected after so many years. Her mother had retained her beauty but her hair had been burnt badly from some trauma. She tries to strengthen Anali upright but she breaks away. Anali begins to form an unstable electric charge which would blast away this glass encasement. “Stop!” Preet yells. “We don’t know how long they’ve been trapped here and what affect this could have on their bodies. And the sound from the shattering glass will awaken the guards! We’ll need to wait Anali, we now know their location. Don’t worry, we’ll return with the rest of 4bear.”
“Watching them suffer hurts too much!”, Anali says.
Preet responds, “I know, but we don’t need to allow our emotions to get the better of us. Too much is at stake now. Not only the Ishan but mankind’s fate as well.”
At that moment they watch a herd of the Impostors’ fly pass them. Their buzzing noise resonated the air as they bounce drunkenly into the nearby walls.
“They’re flying to their hideout. We can’t waste any more time!”, Preet whispers loudly. She tilts her head to the side as she watches Anali force her body away from the sight that lain before them. She knows it will require more than just her courage to keep her mind focused on the task that now lay ahead.
A PENETRATING SILENCE/ Mixed Media / 9″ x 12″
•Ishan Project: 290/75•
A PORTRAIT OF HER FATHER CLOAKED IN RED
He had thought the world of her. In their favorite spot, under the eucalyptus trees, he’d tell her of his love for her. But his insecurities made him feel as though he was never good enough. Over time, he’d allowed his obsessions to get the best of him. She had come from a measure of refinement in Ishandria. This didn’t matter to Vale though. She had fallen in love with his creativity and ingenuity.
This wasn’t enough for him. Chûndra’s father spent years studying, dissecting, and calculating a cure which would allow him to age like his beloved — gracefully. Yet, his experiments turned him mad. She tried to reason with him. She’d been in love with him — his inner self. Not his outer flesh which eventually wrinkled.
But in his constant experiments his greater concern became more outstandingly apparent. What he truly sought was not only longevity, but power. He was fed up with the way the way common folk would look at him. He desired the superiority that should be given only to those who rightfully deserved it. He taught this to his only child. As the years progressed he’d feed on her desire for prominence. Her thirst for what belonged to her.
A PORTRAIT OF HER FATHER CLOAKED IN RED / Mixed Media / 5″ x 4″
•Ishan Project: 282/83•
FIGURE IN THE SHADOWS
There’s no rhyme or reason as to why the swarm has come as far we can tell yet. After the last swarm, Rïden thought he witnessed something out of his peripheral which resembled a shadowy figure in the moonlight. But when he turned to get a closer view, it seemed as though no one was there. I don’t know. Maybe it was nothing.
FIGURE IN THE SHADOWS / Mixed Media / 5″ x 4″
•Ishan Project: 273/92•
A PURPLE HAZE
A purple haze surrounded the remaining dormant flowers. Netra squats down to inspect this occurrence. The putrid stench was unbelievable. She uses her magnetic touch to spark some life into the flower. Yet, instead of reviving, it only accelerates it’s deterioration.
A PURPLE HAZE / Mixed Media / 5.5″ x 4″
•Ishan Project: 266/99•
4bear feels confident that they’ve been able to make their goals in placing a hold on Chûndra’s plans. As a matter of fact, Jeth has reported that she had showed how desperate she had become by putting out a hit on him. It finally came to a point when The Birdface Crew had him cornered in a dark alley one day. Yet after some quick thinking and some cayenne pepper, he miraculously walked away from the situation.
CAYENNE / Gouache, Graphite, Color Pencil / 9″ x 12″
•Ishan Project: 244/121•
Anger? This word would only describe it politely. Her rage blazed white as she leaves her chambers. She had been used to controlling matters. Now, it seemed as though this entire time she had been double crossed. This only confirmed her disbelief in that four letter word so many people spoke of. She shudders as she remembers how some had tossed it around so casually. As if it were cliche. Used like dirty rags. Touched like dead men on pale papers. Shared like poisoned candy eaten by children on pagan nights. She’d show them. Yes she’d show them all what it means to feel what she feels.
4 LETTERS / Gouache, Graphite, Color Pencil / 5.5″ x 8.5″
•Ishan Project: 177/188•
Day 4 of 10 for the Recap of the Ishan Project’s first 6 months.
CHÛNDRA AND HER HORDES
Chûndra was always very smart. Her father was a biologist in the 8th century and very ahead of his time. He was never very good to her. Her appearance reminded him of his deceased wife who died of neglect. This neglect Chûndra inherited. All Chûndra could do was spend time with him in his lab. She spent time watching him as he experimented on birds. He always would torture them feeling safe outside of their cages. However, one bird in particular accepted treatment very well. So well he started to take on human characteristics. He became known as Birdface. He cunningly escaped this lab and created a team or crew of similar birds with like characteristics. Since he and Chûndra both studied her father’s work they decided they would weaponize this knowledge and use it to their own liking. They wanted to create a world according to their own personal taste. In order to meet this goal they would need to assemble an army or group of drones to do their bidding. This group became known as The Tritons.
SUBTLE CONSENT / Gouache, Graphite, Chalk, Color Pencil / 10″ x 6″