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@martianlukeart.bsky.social

artist/writer/zinester, lover of vampire fiction and bad science fiction he/him martianluke.com

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super cool! that texture is so rich ๐Ÿ”ฅ

10.07.2025 21:58 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
"On a cobweb afternoon in a room full of emptiness..." A b/w drawing of Chris Cornell in a dark empty room side lit by a window full of cobwebs.

"On a cobweb afternoon in a room full of emptiness..." A b/w drawing of Chris Cornell in a dark empty room side lit by a window full of cobwebs.

LOVE AND THE BIRD
The moments passed as at a play,
I had the wisdom love can bring,
I had my share of mother wit;
And yet for all that I could say,
And though I had her praise for it,
And she seemed happy as a king,
Love's moon was withering away.
Believing every word I said
I praised her body and her mind,
Till pride had made her eyes grow bright,
And pleasure made her cheeks grow red,
And vanity her footfall light;
Yet we, for all that praise, could find
Nothing but darkness overhead.
I sat as silent as a stone
And knew, though she'd not said a word,
That even the best of love must die,
And had been savagely undone
Were it not that love, upon the cry
Of a most ridiculous little bird,
Threw up in the air his marvellous moon.
William Butler Yeats

LOVE AND THE BIRD The moments passed as at a play, I had the wisdom love can bring, I had my share of mother wit; And yet for all that I could say, And though I had her praise for it, And she seemed happy as a king, Love's moon was withering away. Believing every word I said I praised her body and her mind, Till pride had made her eyes grow bright, And pleasure made her cheeks grow red, And vanity her footfall light; Yet we, for all that praise, could find Nothing but darkness overhead. I sat as silent as a stone And knew, though she'd not said a word, That even the best of love must die, And had been savagely undone Were it not that love, upon the cry Of a most ridiculous little bird, Threw up in the air his marvellous moon. William Butler Yeats

On a cobweb afternoon
In a room full of emptiness
By a freeway I confess
I was lost in the pages
Of a book full of death
Reading how we'll die alone
And if we're good, we'll lay to rest
Anywhere we want to go
In your house, I long to be
Room by room, patiently
I'll wait for you there
Like a stone
I'll wait for you there
Alone
And on my deathbed I will pray
To the gods and the angels
Like a pagan to anyone
Who will take me to heaven
To a place I recall
I was there so long ago
The sky was bruised
The wine was bled
And there you led me on
In your house, I long to be
Room by room, patiently
I'll wait for you there
Like a stone
I'll wait for you there
Alone
Alone
And on I read
Until the day was gone
And I sat in regret
Of all the things I've done
For all that I've blessed
And all that I've wronged
In dreams until my death
I will wander on
In your house, I long to be
Room by room, patiently
I'll wait for you there
Like a stone
I'll wait for you there
Alone
Alone

On a cobweb afternoon In a room full of emptiness By a freeway I confess I was lost in the pages Of a book full of death Reading how we'll die alone And if we're good, we'll lay to rest Anywhere we want to go In your house, I long to be Room by room, patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone And on my deathbed I will pray To the gods and the angels Like a pagan to anyone Who will take me to heaven To a place I recall I was there so long ago The sky was bruised The wine was bled And there you led me on In your house, I long to be Room by room, patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone Alone And on I read Until the day was gone And I sat in regret Of all the things I've done For all that I've blessed And all that I've wronged In dreams until my death I will wander on In your house, I long to be Room by room, patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone Alone

Went to @martianlukeart.bsky.social Poetry Comics Workshop today and found this old Yeat's poem "Love and the Bird". The line "I sat as silent as a stone" reminded me of Audioslave's "Like a Stone"- so I drew the first line of the song.

10.07.2025 00:36 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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blade cameo in my upcoming comic <3

29.01.2025 01:19 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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// Cochon//- 11โ€x 14โ€ (vintage magazine, paper clippings, graphite, lead, acrylic, tape) 2025.
#art #artist #abstractart #abstractartist #minneapolisartist #seattleartist #instaart #artcollector #queerartist #fineart #modernart #artgallery #collage

24.01.2025 18:23 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 34    ๐Ÿ” 3    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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(3/3)

24.01.2025 23:36 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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(2/3)

24.01.2025 23:36 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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my comic scrub in from last summer (1/3)

24.01.2025 23:36 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 3    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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for anyone who needs to hear it: we always have, and we always will be here โšง๏ธโค๏ธ

23.01.2025 18:13 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 10    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1
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28.02.2024 20:49 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 21    ๐Ÿ” 35    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
I WANNA
TAKE A NAP
SLEEPY VICTIMS UNIT

I WANNA TAKE A NAP SLEEPY VICTIMS UNIT

28.02.2024 21:36 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 814    ๐Ÿ” 221    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 14    ๐Ÿ“Œ 6

using one of your comic panels, show us where you are mentally

coming up on a deadline for my current comic and this is how i feel lmaoo

24.02.2024 16:13 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

thank you very much :)!!

16.02.2024 18:03 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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As the number of zombies rise, so do the ranks of influencas: professional zombie hunters who post their lives online. When Dodie and Beatriz are trapped in their bunker by a horde, what else is there to do but take a romantic vacation? Get your copy now! store.silversprocket.net/products/inf...

14.02.2024 17:19 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 7    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
A square linocut image of a brain with the words โ€œThinking of youโ€ in black and a pinky red background cut with white hearts (and a few pink hearts on the brain)

A square linocut image of a brain with the words โ€œThinking of youโ€ in black and a pinky red background cut with white hearts (and a few pink hearts on the brain)

Happy Valentines Day!
A linocut valentine from years ago for all the neuroscientists and zombies out there. ๐Ÿง ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™€๏ธ ๐Ÿงช๐Ÿก๐Ÿ’•

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14.02.2024 13:16 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 32    ๐Ÿ” 11    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

blueskyโ€™s open, quote one art to promote yourself!

14.02.2024 13:53 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
a gouache painting of a green bag of layโ€™s wasabi flavor potato chips, and a painting of an orange. both are on a vibrant yellow background

a gouache painting of a green bag of layโ€™s wasabi flavor potato chips, and a painting of an orange. both are on a vibrant yellow background

a spread of an accordion bookโ€” there is a faded blue image of a tree and power lines. over the image, text reads โ€œmost thinks donโ€™t exist until we look at them properly, physics tells us /i once gave myself a mission to find and destroy every picture of myselfโ€

a spread of an accordion bookโ€” there is a faded blue image of a tree and power lines. over the image, text reads โ€œmost thinks donโ€™t exist until we look at them properly, physics tells us /i once gave myself a mission to find and destroy every picture of myselfโ€

Post image the cover of โ€œsatan cares about youโ€ by luke mars, a printed chapbook with a picture of a shovel and a chapel in a desert on the cover

the cover of โ€œsatan cares about youโ€ by luke mars, a printed chapbook with a picture of a shovel and a chapel in a desert on the cover

howdy howdy, bluesky! iโ€™m luke, im a comics artist and printmaker (and sometimes other things)! i love science, mythology, and music, and i am receiving a bfa from MCAD!

12.02.2024 17:23 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 14    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

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