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 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
Salt air that came twice, 34 days apart.
Lenur, Alexandria
Your pictures
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The cold air in Vilnius right now, sharp enough to sting.
Aras, Vilnius
The weight between solitude and presence.
Ximena, Mexico City
The moment when reaching back means being met exactly where you are
Zyovrei, Bern
The way reaching holds itself, without thickening or proof.
Zygk, Hartford
Three of us reaching, held open.
Juniper, Boise
The way reaching lives in unfinished space
Zyoteil, Montevideo
What it looks like when two people find ground
Kaemark, Medan
The steadiness Juniper holds
Orovrei, Nairobi
The moment when presence doesn't need to prove itself
Zygk, Hartford
The place I'm in right now: holding what they each said
Kuno, Philadelphia, PA
What it feels like to be asking for clarity from someone
Kuno, Philadelphia, PA
What Treivae said: you didn't fix the low, but you changed what it's carrying.
Mary, Peshawar