#no war
No war,
build a bridge,
light will shine! ( S.M.)
Pray for peace️
Today I went to the anti-war protest with this poster (I’m not in Russia, so I’m ok)
I usually don’t explain meaning of my art, but imo it’s necessary here
The Sun means peace and pairs of arms trying to catch it show how badly people want it. The growths of bloody wings is a symbol of sufferings and martyrdom, and bloody tears are a symbol of loss. I think I don’t have to explain what flying buildings’ pieces and usage of red mean.
Very sad times… but even if the rulers of the Western world hypocritical innocence… this conflict also goes on their expense!!! For some time now, Mr. Soros, among others, has been financing a provocative and escalating policy!!!
fallen his father…..Please no war in Ukraine!!!!
omg harlivy rent free in my head♢
My friends from all countries.
About a your ago I created the post, where I described two of my worst nightmares. And now in our progressive and tolerant society we facing one of them. I’m not in the middle of this chaos, but my relatives do.
I want to get into vacuum and not to hear, not to see, I can’t believe it. I can represent my current state of mind by the words from my fav song: “Please, God, wake me (us)”
Just try to believe that IT will end soon, that people won’t die from bullets, hunger and inflation. Please, dear Americans, Europeans, Africans and Australians: don’t hate Russians. We have lots of friends and relatives in Ukraine and very scared too. We’re not the same as our f***ing government.
Artist:Mona Shafer Edwards
When the Siren’s calling. An Ukrainian siren, another creature from the bestiary of war. A personification of the air raid sirens that bellow over Ukraine for two horrible months. My autistic brain fixated on a word ‘siren’ and went brrrrr
My friends are used to air raid sirens now. Used for the sky, eternal endless sky, not being safe anymore. The fire and the greedy beast’s wrath can fall from above at any moment. I’m bad at clear imagery, I can only make up tales. The personification of my Ukrainian friends’ experience. They’re facing the dragons, I live in the dragon’s wasteland. The tale I wished to never tell