Flooding Passages

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FLOODING PASSAGES

I opened the package today. Its’ content glowed bright inside. As I dragged my fingers across its petals, I could instantly feel their energy flow. I personally felt honored that The 4bearance would choose me for a task so important and intricate.

These flowers had already been dried. First, I would need to pulverize them into a fine flour. This would make them easier to be mixed with the paint. As the brushes form shapes across the fibers, a thin pattern is formed. The paint begins to dry but I could feel the tincture enter into my nasal passages. Instantly, memories from my youth begin flooding my mind once again.

FLOODING PASSAGES / Mixed Media / 5″ x 4″

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Rustle

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RUSTLE

(Cont. from DAY 303) Fortunately, the young woman felt no pain. This, they were thankful for, and they’ll ensure her cure. As she marches to the beat of Chûndra’s drums, they remembered an experience Preet had earlier this week. The difference was that Preet’s experience was painful. She, then, was struck to sleep and awakened by Anali. But despite the penetrating affects of the flower, she experienced a case of mild amnesia temporarily.

Today, Preet leans back and reflects on the 4bearance’s efforts this year. So much has happened. Her limbs crackle in the cold darkness outside. A stiff breeze rattles her branches and it just…feels…so…good. She embraces this moment as she hears someone counting down in the distance.

Although her memory had been lost temporarily, and although she experienced pain temporarily, they at least are much closer to the source of Chûndra’s vapor.

RUSTLE / Mixed Media / 5″ x 8″

The Scent of Antiquity

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THE SCENT OF ANTIQUITY

Anali and Preet would need to sneak out before Violet realizes their presence.  As they begin slowly backing out the room, Preet knocks over a glass case which breaks nosily into pieces on the marble floor. Then a dull fragrance was unleashed. Its’ scent knocks Preet on her back unconscious. This encasement contained fragments from a branch which had been tested on in this laboratory. Anali walks over to find Preet sleeping rather soundly.

Meanwhile, across the room, Violet senses some commotion happening near the entrance.  She had been so focused on the dark energy she was gathering from the Hummingbird Impostors, she hadn’t noticed her visitors.

THE SCENT OF ANTIQUITY/ Mixed Media / 5″ x 4″

A Habitat Made For Hiding

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A HABITAT MADE FOR HIDING

After finding the old eucalyptus where Chûndra’s mother was buried, we expected to find her hideout. Nothing. So, 4bear devised a scheme to gather a few of The Flowers that Feed to bait the creatures she created to mimic our True Birds, so that they will lead us right to her. As we watch them flutter around the few petals, their tiny tongues begin licking the nectar from the flower’s base. Once their appetites were satisfied, they slowly drift away into the shadows. We began following them from a safe distance. These moths fly haphazardly into surrounding objects in a drunken style inebriated by the nectar.

As they dive deeper into the cave’s empty darkness, their wings echo against its’ walls creating a soft buzzing noise. Rïden had been the closest to them, but he underestimated how slick the cave’s floor had been. He slipped and broke one of his left branches. Once he gathered his bearings, his gaze drifts in front of him to a dim light. “Is that a window straight ahead?” he asks us.

A HABITAT MADE FOR HIDING / Mixed Media / 9″ x 12″

A Portrait of Her Mother as Described by Chûndra

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A PORTRAIT OF HER MOTHER AS DESCRIBED BY CHÛNDRA

Anali continues, “I remember Chûndra mentioning the connection she shared with her mother.

Chûndra cried when she mentioned how delicately she would brush her cheek with her limbs. She was born with a frown which wrinkled across her brow. However, whenever she was in her mothers presence, she’d wipe the wrinkle away with a soft magnetic touch. The energy would course through her system igniting something voltaic within her.

But it was her father’s (See DAY 28) obsession for her mother which made Chûndra’s spark turn sour.”

A PORTRAIT OF HER MOTHER AS DESCRIBED BY CHÛNDRA / Mixed Media / 5″ x 4″

 

Left Hand

•Ishan Project: 287/78•

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LEFT HAND

They appoint me to serve as secretary as the 4bearance sits down as a group to discuss this serious matter.

Anali: “This is a disaster. She’s destroyed the majority of our crops. What’s not completely destroyed has been diseased by Chûndra’s infestation.”

Koyu: “Fortunately, the Sower has given us a few additional seedlings which we’ve been successful in hiding.”

 Jess folds her arms across the marble table then asks, “What I don’t understand is why we can’t find out where the vapor originates.”

Aram: “But didn’t you work there spying on her palace? Why don’t you know her whereabouts, Jess?”

Jess: “This is how things work in her palace—Chûndra trust no one. Each of her drones has their own individual assignments. No one knows what each other is doing. My specific division never allowed me to get close to the vapor’s origin. Chûndra is a deception specialist. That’s why she’s been so successful in keeping her secrets secret. She doesn’t let her left hand know what her right hand is doing.”

LEFT HAND / Mixed Media / 5″ x 8″

Bend

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BEND

Preet stretches her branches and absorbs the solar energy generated from the Sun’s core. Temperatures in this Mediterranean climate had changed drastically. But one thing had remained the same: The 4bearance’s position in this battle had been compromised. She contorts her body once again as she considers her next movement. Then a pattern begins to form around her chest which spreads onto her limbs.

 BEND / Mixed Media / 5″ x 8″

Surrendered

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SURRENDERED

The Flowers had been entirely engulfed by the ferocious insect larvae. They had been feasting on its’ edible petals for several weeks now.  This was unusual since this species of insect tend to be in a dormant state this time of the year. But now, since so many people are unable to smell the flowers fragrance, they have find themselves more easily susceptible to Chûdra’s new scent.

One young woman witnessed the affect it had on many of her neighbors. She was terrified by what she was watching.  Her legs moved faster and faster away from the vapor but it wasn’t good enough. It then spread out like a thin gauze entrapping her and her family.  As the vapor dissolves the magnetic properties surrounding her dome, she slowly closes her eyes and succumbs to its’ influence.

SURRENDERED / Mixed Media / 5″ x 4″

A Gauze For Blinding

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A GAUZE FOR BLINDING

Once the haze spread rampant, a fractal pattern of the mind was disturbed. Years ago, a distinct spiral pattern of 137.5° was given the name: A Golden angle. This angle forms a compact arrangement that is extremely efficient in distribution of matter creating what people commonly refer to as a Fibonacci sequence. This sequence can be seen in a snowflake, a pattern of a shellfish, or in the circular shapes created from the petals of a flower.

This young lady was one of the first observed by Jeth who took on peculiar changes. She had been dancing by herself one night to a tune created by the rain outside when suddenly, like a gauze, a purple film began blinding her vision. It circled itself around her eyes first destroying the flowers waking effects. It then formed a vice grip around her neck, suffocating then reconditioning her to this new vapor.

Jeth had been watching in horror as her movements once again became robotic.

 

A GAUZE FOR BLINDING / Mixed Media / 5″ x 8″

Pictorial Focus

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PICTORIAL FOCUS

Our findings have now revealed that the samples derived from its remains were an extinct larvae. But we’ve noticed that these larvae became “feeding machines”, adapting mostly for consuming food and growing in size. Chûndra bioengineered these specifically for the Flowers that Feed. However we wouldn’t just sit and allow the battle to come to us.  The 4bearance decided to go on the offensive.

PICTORIAL FOCUS / Mixed Media / 5″ x 4″

A Purple Haze

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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″

Strange Lights

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STRANGE LIGHTS

Watching the way Violet stands and walks away didn’t sit well.  Violet had been slightly rocking back and forth as if she were under the influence of something.  Once she leaves, Preet goes by the bay window she had been sitting at all afternoon. She notices the shape of her rear is still embedded in the leather cushions. As Preet gathers her limbs, she immediately sees the same two lights from a distance flashing back and forth.

STRANGE LIGHTS / Mixed Media / 5.5″ x 4″

 

Through the Window Pane

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THROUGH THE WINDOW PANE

“What was wrong with this young lady?” Preet wonders. She watches carefully as her smile falls dry and her emotions once again get the better of her. It seemed as though she’d been nervously snooping around the sanctuary also. Was she hiding from someone?

Joy had again been found in the 4bearance after being defeated so frequently recently. But instead of joining in their celebration Preet finds her focusing on something else. Others would come by her and she would smile as if everything was fine but once they left she notices Violet’s attention return outside the window.

 THROUGH THE WINDOW PANE / Mixed Media / 5.5″ x 4″

A Quiet Gaze

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A QUIET GAZE

4bear has grown more than momentum now. Many seedlings have been planted and they have been made safe. The flowers that feed penetrated the atmosphere slicing through the dense darkness created by Chûndra. Mankind ‘s memory had begun to rejuvenate itself. An air of our own has a sweet scent; untainted and unaffected by her vapor.

A QUIET GAZE / Mixed Media / 5.5″ x 8.5″

Poignant Release

•Ishan Project: 254/111•

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POIGNANT RELEASE

Aram’s flower brushes softly against it’s beak as she lets the healing properties take their effect.

For years the Bird had been held captive by Chûndra’s vapor. Yet once Aram begins to heal it’s injured heart, an extraction is made which bleeds the poison speckled across it’s ruffled feathers. Once it opens it’s eyes again, a new day has begun. Now free from her control, it’s wings begin flapping with great intensity.

POIGNANT RELEASE / Mixed Media / 5.5″ x 8.5″

The Death of the Sun-Eaters

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THE DEATH OF THE SUN-EATERS

Starving, this bird hadn’t had a decent meal in a long time, thanks to 4Bear. Jess was shocked how quickly it consumed the bushel of flowers. Immediately, it senses the papillae on the flowers of her left arm had come in contact with the seed. It’s right talon then slices into her dominate flower. She looks into his eyes at that moment, and sees something that resembles sorrow in them. The pain of his hunger was involuntary. It was bioengineered to be this way. It had to consume at this accelerated rate in order to squelch it.  As he begins to nibble on her flowers, the Bird senses her gaze. A connection is started between them as the erythromycin begins to destroy the sun eaters that cover his feathers.

Meanwhile,  Rïden and Koyu are building up an electromagnetic charge that starts sizzling through the air. Just as Jess breaks her gaze with the bird to tell Koyu to change plans, the electric charge stikes the bird. He cries out in agony. He struggles to flap his massive wings to try to get away but then abruptly slumps, falling to the ground. Although injured from the commotion, she bends over his  body and lays her right hand on its beak. Her heart sinks as she listens to its heart beat slowly then stop.

THE DEATH OF THE SUN-EATERS/ Mixed Media / 5.5″ x 8.5″

Consolation

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CONSOLATION

She knew from experience how quickly the Sufna could take over one’s mind. So she had placed the small specimen inside of her satchel. Jess had only carried the extra flower on her person as insurance, as a reminder. She had no idea that it would draw that bird.

Aram tries to calm her as she explains what happened.

His movements were so quick, she couldn’t anticipate his next step. Due to his insatiable appetite, he was unpredictable. Driven by rage and hunger he had lashed out at her. His talon slashed wildly at the leather strap stitched around her satchel. But in his efforts to consume its insides, he had severed her left forearm. Initially, she didn’t feel the pain because of the adrenaline rush. Once the satchel fell to the ground, the bird thrust her aside to feed on its flesh. She had barely escaped with her life. Looking back, she knew she should have listened to Jeth’s advice.

CONSOLATION / Gouache, Pastel, Graphite / 5.5″ x 8.5″

The Uninvited

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THE UNINVITED

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I begin to notice the soft texture of Aram’s flowers begin to rise on her back as she senses an intruder approaching. This was impossible! There’s no way anyone could have found us. We were hidden in a place difficult to approach.  Everyone stands up to get themselves prepared for whatever is about to happen. I can feel my adrenaline rising.

Aram glances outside, focuses her retina and discovers a young woman slumped over the derailing near our entrance. Her head had been bobbing back and forth as if she had been crying profusely. A guardian is sent out to inspect this intruder. While approaching they notice that her left forearm had been displaced. It was as though a sharp protruding object had violently severed it from the elbow. “This young woman was so traumatized,” the Guardian reports, “she had been unable to communicate verbally with them.”

THE UNINVITED / Gouache, Pastel, Graphite / 5.5″ x 8.5″

Scaling Backwards

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Jess looks at him, as he taunts her with his eyes, daring her to make any sudden movement. What she was seeing was unbelievable, but for something this big to sneak up on her, how could she be so careless?  He didn’t even have his cloak available. As he gets closer, she begins edging backwards. Composing herself for what will happen next.

Normally his interest was in only eating.  He finds her movement of interest.  However, as he edges towards her, he feels the moisture in the air around them begin to thin out.

SCALING BACKWARDS / Gouache, Pastel, Graphite / 5.5″ x 8.5″

A Royal Bluff

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(Cont. from DAY 231) She finally exhales as she rounds the corner. She had to admit, she had been concerned this plan may not have come to fruition. So the disguise worked after all! Jess had been able to trick the Head Triton over Chûndra’s imperial Guard.

It had been an extraordinary challenge smuggling the little sun-eaters into her satchel.  And an even greater test manipulating them into a reflective mirror casting an image she intended.

She couldn’t help but shiver as she remembers her hands molding the little algae in a dense dark corner over her face. The blue/green bacteria began falling down her neck as it began to morph itself into an image she had projected into it’s thinking pattern.  Kalese’s image would be one of several used against her. Chûndra had no idea what was in store for her.

A ROYAL BLUFF / Gouache, Acrylic, Graphite, Pastels / 5.5″ x 8.5″

Wayward

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WAYWARD

Back in Chûndra’s palace one of the Tritons begin to notice that Kalese has left her post uncharacteristically after their regular curfew.  In fact, she no longer is moving in harmony with them under the vapor’s control. She seems to exhibit a bit more independence than the average soldier. Chûndra has found this independence has been to her advantage for certain tasks, but now this girl is too much out of sync. It’s as though she has a mind of her own, which is unnecessary under this regime.   Something had gone wrong with this soldier. It was best to report this matter directly to their superior.

WAYWARD / Gouache, Acrylic, Graphite, Chalk   / 5.5″ x 8.5″

An Innocence For Ruin

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AN INNOCENCE FOR RUIN

One with innocent eyes. Chûndra would need to send a mole inside of their order to confuse matters. No one has found their primary members. However, she’s heard that the 4bearance has been accepting a variety of individuals from various cultures. 4bear’s screening process wasn’t thorough. Here she spotted a weakness. It didn’t take long for the mole to infiltrate their ranks.

AN INNOCENCE FOR RUIN / Gouache, Acrylic, Color Pencil  / 5.5″ x 8.5″

A Temperate Grind

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A TEMPERATE GRIND

In order to speed up the effects of the vapor, Chûndra has The Specialist analyze it’s basic ingredients.  She studies its nano-tech carefully and precisely. This formula would have to be more powerful than its predecessor.  The 4bearance have tried another tactic unlike anything they’ve ever thought of. Chûndra can’t help but grind her teeth. The veins in her iris turn bright red as she considers what the future might bring. She had worked too hard to get to this point. She paces the floor in deep thought. All the while viewing this specialist studying her microscopic robots.  She begins to wonder if she should reconsider The Forecaster’s initial offer.

A TEMPERATE GRIND / Gouache, Acrylic, Color Pencil  / 5.5″ x 8.5″

Forfeiture

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FORFEITURE

She remembers their habits.  Actually she knew them quite well. They didn’t care about their victims.  Jeth was just another deterrent that would be easily eliminated.  She couldn’t allow that to happen.  She’d rather sacrifice her life if necessary.

FORFEITURE / Gouache, Acrylic, Color Pencil  / 5.5″ x 8.5″