Every once and a while I stumble upon an artist that exudes the kind of mystery and illusion that I’m so very fond of. Shapes and sizes do not matter, it’s emotion and brilliance that I look for. Something out of the ordinary that’s taken beyond what I could ever imagine, redefining what those boundaries are.
Craww is one of those artists that’s done this for me. His sentiment I am so fond of right now, a mixture of black heartedness, macabre, and longing.
From his site: “His work is a stream of consciousness ramble through the woods, uncovering secret stories and ambiguous connections, it’s direction influenced as much by accident and a short attention span as design. It is a world populated with skulls, crows and melancholic girls embraced by flowing lines and natural forms.”
I am particularly fond of his use of chairiscuro, integrating animals and decaying plants in a foggy haze of sweet oblivion.
Woven by Craww
Anais by Craww
Arrows Let Flown by Craww
Beguile by Craww
Grace by Craww
Harbour by Craww
Mendicant by Craww
Oil Study 01 by Craww
Penitent by Craww
Render by Craww
Weave by Craww