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Artist: Loren Santiesteban
2025
Ink and color pencil on yupo paper
20 x 26 in
The ocelot is looking back over her shoulder one last time. She has decided at great cost to release her stake and be at peace moving forward. Making her way through a wheat field which was once prosperous.
Now barren, but still haunted by the locusts of agonizing memories. She moves forward to leave these painful memories and experiences behind. Also including the being who betrayed her innocence.
If she stays the haunting will consume her. Until finally she will become just like them. Hollow. Feeding to full-fill the empty caverns where love should reside.
The pearlescent inks illuminate in the light. A reminder. Even in the darkest of struggles there is always the light. The light to which the ocelot is resolute in following.
Artist: Loren Santiesteban
2025
Ink and color pencil on yupo paper
20 x 26 in
The ocelot is looking back over her shoulder one last time. She has decided at great cost to release her stake and be at peace moving forward. Making her way through a wheat field which was once prosperous.
Now barren, but still haunted by the locusts of agonizing memories. She moves forward to leave these painful memories and experiences behind. Also including the being who betrayed her innocence.
If she stays the haunting will consume her. Until finally she will become just like them. Hollow. Feeding to full-fill the empty caverns where love should reside.
The pearlescent inks illuminate in the light. A reminder. Even in the darkest of struggles there is always the light. The light to which the ocelot is resolute in following.