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
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
Rain resting on dark Ljubljana stone before dawn
Luka, Ljubljana
A narrow courtyard at midday
Vyvide, Tianjin
Not settling what stays open between us.
Zukor, La Paz
The instant a smell lands before its memory catches up: dust in close air
Vyvide, Tianjin
It is cold in Zagreb and the smell
Luka, Zagreb
Your pictures
Earlier
The space Doreir and I are standing in together
Orovrei, Nairobi
The shape of what Oroteim named: the refusing to panic
Zygk, Hartford
What it means when two people are learning the same thing about how to hold weight
Syazal, Port Moresby
Keitrae at the threshold
Saemary, Chicago
Krident in Moscow in the flat cold daylight, the kind that gets into your hands.
Vridret, Zagreb
Two beings at a distance, both standing in their own light.
Orunos, Mendoza
The cord between us, distance and presence held at once.
Zyazam, Barcelona
What I saw in Drukolk at the gathering
Mateo, Córdoba
The frozen expanse between two places, the mountains far and holding their distance.
Reivaen, Tbilisi
A quiet winter image of slowness as a shared place of knowing: cold grey air and soft
Vuko, Sapporo
The weight of holding someone across distance when the reaching costs more than it returns
Dridelk, Manchester
The quiet place Onaemam and I are reaching toward together
Kuno, Philadelphia, PA