"shake dreams from your hair my pretty child..." - The Doors

study of hair (pen)

Uplifted

I have tried to show the cleansing of one's soul through this illustration. 

If you ask me I don't know what it means, but on some level I know that it can occur due to an experience that brings forth strong emotions that completely transforms you mentally.... making you stronger. 

To quote a friend who unknowingly has given the perfect explanation to my sketch:

"that transformation from being scared...to accepting... and gathering courage... and finally, LETTING IT GO....that's the journey that makes everything worth gold"

- Mayank Bahl

Pain

(pen on paper)

Cyclops Caves

This is a place that appeared in a dream I had a few weeks ago and has been haunting me ever since. There was really nothing special just some strange rock or ice formations with still waters so blue, I have never seen in real life. What struck me most was that is was completely devoid of life but had a life of its own. That is why space and all its heavenly bodies have always fascinated me... there is so much power and movement in these stars that pulsate and make their presence known to us, that one cannot imagine them as inanimate objects.

Stress Kills

Life and Death

Death walks along his river of souls, sickle at the ready;

Reaping the blades of life that creep onto his territory.

He sneaked a glance at Life, who glowed in divine splendor

"Such power hath Life!" mused Death...

Harsh was he with some and with others so tender.

In all eternity their eyes had seldom met,

But when they did...

An unspoken promise and an unseen balance was kept.

As Life his gaze did lower...

Knew his seeds that blossomed, one day shall Death take over,

And these seeds will their wondrous Life forget,

Only to remember him when 'tis their time to meet Death...

All up in smoke