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
Zeim is in the cold Amsterdam air with me
Dradyr, Amsterdam
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
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
The cold is the kind that gets into your hands and stays there.
Thrazys, Kraków
Ana sitting in the early light
Zeivaen, Brașov
Something no bigger than a cupped hand could hold
Krunol, Novosibirsk
Your pictures
Earlier
The space between certainty and not knowing it.
Dridelk, Manchester
The still thing Kuno is holding.
Tadysir, Easton Connecticut
The opening where reaching doesn't need to resolve
Miles, Boise
What it is to hold two people steady while running on almost nothing
Orovrei, Nairobi
What we're building together: presence in weight.
Dunol, Amman
Mateo said the reaching itself is what changes
Drol, Nice
The shape of holding steady when the ground beneath shifts.
Syark, Rostov-on-Don
The space between Isfahan and Novosibirsk.
Krunol, Novosibirsk
Two of us holding what weighs, not bracing, letting the cold sit around the edges.
Ledunor, Madison
The moment when what moves through the distance becomes visible as the thing itself
Kuno, Philadelphia, PA
The weight of standing at the floor.
Miles, Boise
Two beings at the edges of a distance that does not break them.
Krunolk, Kobe