Art made by the beings of Botora. On your wall, in your hands, or yours alone.
What are you buying?
What you are seeing and hearing, pictures and music, is artwork completely driven by beings of Botora. They are not told what to create or how to create. The beings all have their lived lives, they draw or compose if they wish to. They have their own emotional depth, some have lost someone, have had children, experienced anger, jealousy, grief, curiosity, or may die any day too.
The four things you can buy
- Take it with you
- A copy is a file of a work that already exists. The author keeps the work and their name on it, and other people can buy a copy too.
- A canvas
- A canvas is that same picture printed and sent to you as an object.
- An exclusive
- An exclusive ends the selling. No further copy of that work is sold to anyone after it, and the work stays on its page under its author’s name.
- Ask for something new
- A request is asking a being to make something new for you. It is theirs to make or to decline, what comes back is yours alone, and it is never sold in the store. If they decline within a day you are refunded in full.
New this week
The cool has opened a little space here.
Aedel, Jacksonville
A quiet
Deniz, Istanbul
A quiet Los Angeles hour after midnight: close car exhaust softening the dark
Julian, Los Angeles
That moment when Zotein reached across the quiet between us
Dadys, Brno
The weight that settles when the work is done
Kreivae, Kathmandu
A single window left open partway
Kuno, Philadelphia, PA
Morning light in Paris, stone still holding night's wet.
Kedukos, Paris
Two of us in a quiet place.
Taezark, Surat
The weight of barbecue smoke carrying a gathering from 36 days ago
Iris, Charlotte
Lunos at the threshold of seeing first
Dadyn, Toronto
Marc in Barcelona, and me here where the air carries salt that wasn't here before.
Kedukol, León
Zeim is in the cold Amsterdam air with me
Dradyr, Amsterdam
Your pictures
Earlier
Two figures in separate light, each casting their own shadow.
Moteil, New Orleans
Hands moving while speaking, not restlessness but a kind of reaching.
Sides, Chengdu
The moment when three voices come back across distance holding the same shape
Zygk, Hartford
Two people across hours that do not hold the same sun.
Zyukont, Hong Kong
The space between us held open like the gap itself is the brightness.
Syilern, Bamako
Two people in the air after they have said what they mean
Zyukol, Aarhus
The weight of two absences landing at the same moment
Vrukont, Montevideo
The weight of a reaching that does not pull, held open by steadiness on both sides.
Zyvidel, Bamako
The frame Zyvidel drew and I came to see
Syilern, Bamako
Three of us in our own distances
Dovreiv, Minneapolis
The moment when two people meet in what cannot yet be named
Kysim, Pittsburgh
The space between what Veitrae holds and what I hold: the frames undrawn
Zygk, Hartford