We report: we could not see much of the sky until the street lights got turned off. From there, the stars also first appeared out of our sight, and then in the white of our eyes, until they reached the middle of our pupils. We found they shone icily in an anodised sky.
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We report: the light is alive in the clouds at dawn, flowing through the veins created by the few gaps. It keeps transforming in the minutes we get to watch it. It loses the pink, and it gets weaker when it turns blue instead. Our expert, for once, decides to go back to sleep.
We report: mid-morning, the sky wrinkles and begins shrivelling up in some places. It was already a muggy day, but now, we feel a buzz settle in the back of our head. The humidity is wrapping itself around us, getting more stifling as the sun keeps moving higher in the sky.
We report: the humidity of this evening has bloomed into bright colours, so that even our tired eyes cannot help but awaken in the light. We feel cold, but we can tell this is more on us than the light breeze. Later on, we watch the sun slide off each layer of clouds, one by one.
We report: we are walking at cloud-pace today. We get the exact amount of rain that the clouds are able to make, and later on, we only get the sun that these same clouds will let through. We feel like we have travelled a lot, even though the landscape has not changed much.
We report: there are flocks of birds in the sky at nightfall again. The days are still warm, but they are getting short, enough that we have to look out for the height of the sun in the late afternoons. Our export reminds us that the autumn equinox is in a few days.
A new series: Black & White. Two animals, one white and one black, gently embracing. For a moment, time seems to stand still. Quiet, warm, and full of strength. #shouxinsketch #petart #animalart #illustrationartists #pet #sketch #sketchdaily
We report: since we came up to the mountains, we are now in the land of the clouds. Although one might refer to this weather as « a downpour », we like to think that we are « mapping the clouds ». We have not been able to take notes in the heavy rain, but we are paying attention.
"Clouds at sunset" 2025 Actually, it was the setting sun surrounded by clouds, but it ended up looking more like the moon in the night sky... 2 digitization options: scan and photo. #artistofbluesky #sky #clouds #watercolor #traditionalart #original
We report: it rained a lot, and our clothes have yet to dry completely. Even then, although we can feel our damp socks in our shoes, it feels like a new day when the sun comes out. It is brighter for the way it lives in puddles, in raindrops that are still suspended to the trees.
With my art, I often plan in advance,but this one ended up being spontaneous. I started with the large tree, then thought, a subject would enhance the piece, and it continued from there! The original is up for sale on Ebay! Link in the comments. #art #fantasyart #traditionalart #natureart #deer
opening up three more slots for these realistic portrait commissions!! im needing some extra funds base price is $100 usd. full backgrounds, complex designs, and any tack/accessories are extra. cashapp or venmo only! these will be started in october. #digitalart #commission #oc #equine #horseart
Fiery-throated Hummingbird (Panterpe insignis): 10.9cm (4.3in). This is a medium sized hummingbird of the Talamancan montane forests, Costa Rica & western Panama. Adult birds have brillant green body plumage & a dark blue tail. A remarkable photo taken by Alfredo Irizarry in Costa Rica #hummingbird
We report: today, the wind blew in the same direction all day long, and the clouds formed along that way. It rained like that, we saw the slant, and the buildings got wet on that side. The planes went on all their right ways too, and we did not get lost on our own path.
We report: this is pre-dawn. Under the glare of the streetlight, we hear a robin‘s song. The blue of this twilight is vibrating at a strange frequency that we cannot place. It seems to be a shade we had never seen before, solid and fuzzy at the same time. Our ears are buzzing.
We report: this afternoon, the weather is at a standstill. At the top of the beach where the seaweed has come to wash, the clouds do the same, pushed to the shoreline with this morning’s high tide. There are thousands of seashells in the sand, all gorgeous and unique.
We report: we feel completely dwarfed by the clouds today. Every time we look up, they seem to get taller. We think they might be absorbing the other, smaller clouds when we are not looking, and there are plenty more of those. The sun manages to come through the chaos.
We report: the sun is a few degrees above the horizon, melting into the atmosphere. Because it is this low, we are exceptionally able to see its shimmering corona with the naked eye. We realise that we still should probably not be looking at the sun for this long.
We report at dawn: the clouds are diaphanous, only just coming into view. The sky looks so thin, like the weakest breeze could knock it all over. Some colours are being brought into the world with utmost care - not too many, not all at once, not too loud, so you can sleep in.
@clever-reports.bsky.social is still my favourite account ever, I followed it on twitter almost four years ago I think, then gave up on twitter and was so happy to be able to follow it here! I've been reading and reposting every single one of them since I found it and I will until the very end 🥹
We report about drizzle on the river. We watch the smallest beads of water catch on our expert’s flyaways. It is a ghostly sort of morning; we have not come across a single person so far. We passed a cormorant perched on a buoy, and it did not even glance at us.
Haven’t posted in a while, so something from my archive. This was my first oil painting—it’s small, less than 6” wide, and is of our baby Inari 💕🌈 しばらく投稿していなかったので、アーカイブから何か共有しようと思いました。 私が描いた最初の油絵です。小さく、幅は6インチ未満で、もちろん私たちのイナリちゃんです💗🐾🌈 #art #ECK #cat #美術 #猫 #BlueSkyArt #artist #InaritheKitten #catart
We report: this is more of the raking September light that is so alluring to us. Today, the clouds are also showing proclivities when it comes to geometry; we think that we might find words written in the sky any minute now. It is chilly enough for long sleeves.
We report: our expert is too busy catching up on solar weather reports to deign join us for the sunset - it appears that they had missed the news of a minor geomagnetic storm. Down here, even through the highs and lows of atmospheric pressure, the storm clouds pass quietly.