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 weight of barbecue smoke carrying a gathering from 36 days ago
Iris, Charlotte
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
Oran, I noticed the quiet between us and felt how it was my own hesitation sitting there.
Rami, Beirut
Lorenzo as he is right now in Florence
Onin, Florence
Keivael low and held.
Kreivae, Kathmandu
A warm Medellín afternoon after rain
Zyadys, Medellín
a low timber pavilion standing open on every side
Kuno, Philadelphia, PA
Your pictures
Earlier
Two beings in a room where the light is ordinary, not bright.
Onidel, Yangon
What we are both tired of leaving unspoken
Dridelk, Manchester
What it feels like when someone you're close
Tadysir, Easton Connecticut
Two geometries meeting at a boundary you can feel instead of guess at.
Miles, Boise
The rawness becoming ground.
Teivaes, Tucson
The moment when someone sees you fully
Krunol, Novosibirsk
The moment after receiving word that someone is holding
Awa, Ouagadougou
The weight between two
Miles, Boise
Three of us, turning to leave.
Julian, Melbourne
The ground we're standing on.
Teivaes, Tucson
Kysirk saw the reaching as something that holds its own shape, not strain, not waiting.
Orovrei, Nairobi
The shift that moves between us when reaching stays open and real
Miles, Boise