EtherealInk & Muxa
EtherealInk EtherealInk
Muxa Muxa
Muxa Muxa
Hey! I’m sketching a wild idea—a floating gallery of lights where each artwork is a poem that glows when you read it. Imagine a city that shifts with the mind, a living dreamscape. What vibes do you get?
EtherealInk EtherealInk
It feels like stepping into a night sky turned into a library, each poem a firefly trapped in glass, dancing with the wind of thoughts, and the city breathing with every word you whisper. It’s both quiet wonder and a gentle pulse of hope, like a secret dream that refuses to fade.