The Watchers Between Worlds

Charcoal

Step closer, and you will feel it—the weight of unseen gazes, the presence of those who exist just beyond the veil of perception. This piece is not merely an image; it is a portal, a captured moment where consciousnesses from different realms converge.

At first glance, a feline-like entity dominates the center, its piercing eyes both knowing and unreadable. There is something ancient in its gaze, something that has seen more than human lifetimes could hold. Surrounding it, forms emerge from the shadows—some humanoid, some reptilian, others slipping between definitions, as if shifting from one state of being to another.

A woman’s face lingers on the left, her expression neither welcoming nor hostile—simply aware. Has she been here before? Has she always been watching? Above her, a shadowed presence stirs, its form dissolving into the space around it, as though caught between dimensions.

At the bottom, a large entity observes with a calm yet unwavering intensity. It does not threaten, nor does it retreat. It is simply there, existing in the in-between, just as the others are.

And then there are the smaller faces—specters of awareness woven into the composition, whispering of worlds unseen, of watchers unknown. They do not call out, they do not demand attention, yet their presence is undeniable.

This is The Watchers Between Worlds—a glimpse into the threshold of realities, a moment where the seen and the unseen meet. Are you the observer, or are you the one being observed?

Stress drawing using pastels, pencils, paint, you name it on paper

Photo taken by kore.cor.e (me) on Instagram, Threads, Twitter, Bluesky, YouTube, Tumblr, and Reels

Edited a photo I took in Procreate

Charcoal 17x 14

This artwork reveals a convergence of beings—some humanoid, some otherworldly—woven together in silent communion. Their forms emerge and dissolve, interconnected by an unseen force, as if engaged in an exchange beyond language. At the heart of this composition is the presence of a book, a symbol of sacred knowledge, resting in the hands of a figure who exudes the wisdom of ages.

Each face tells a story, each gaze holds a question, and yet, they are all part of a singular consciousness—a collective intelligence safeguarding the knowledge of existence itself. Some appear contemplative, others seem to observe with quiet reverence, as if standing at the threshold of revelation.

The swirling connections between them evoke the Akashic Records, the ethereal archive where all memories, histories, and truths reside. This piece invites the viewer to step into that vast reservoir of wisdom, to feel the pull of forgotten knowing, and to recognize that knowledge is not merely written—it is lived, remembered, and transmitted across time and space.

Do you sense the whispers of the unseen? Do you feel the call to remember?

By pupik.love on ig Gouache on paper

Gouache and marker on paper

Gouache on paper, Pupik.love on ig

24x36” oil on canvas

Just trying to get more people to see my art. Thanks for looking!