Painting
Oil, acrylic, watercolor, and digital painting
Ashes of the Fleet
The fleet had broken in the sky. Fire still rained in streaks, burning trails across the night like the heavens themselves were bleeding. Of the t...
WINDIGOkid
August 25, 2025
Shards of Faith
The Metropolis skyline burned orange in the late afternoon. Traffic hummed, the air thick with exhaust, when the sirens split the streets open. Su...
WINDIGOkid
August 25, 2025
On Magic, Creation, and Feeling Safe
I’ve been reading a lot. A lot about the history of the internet, a lot about social media... a lot about boy kings who claimed the technological c...
Jeff Richardson
July 06, 2025
1917 : Weapon X
The war had already gone on too long. The fields were no longer green but churned with red, soaked in mud and sinew, veined with trenches like open...
WINDIGOkid
July 06, 2025
Is everybody happy I am the god who created this cartoon
I’ve decided I’m going to attempt to read Thus Spoke Zarathustra. And I say “attempt” because that’s what it feels like... like I’m gearing up to c...
Jeff Richardson
June 18, 2025
