Ninn
@bleu-capsicum.bsky.social
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Ninn Salaün - I draw - she|her - FR|ENG I really really love clouds ninnsalaun.com @clever-reports.bsky.social contact me: [email protected] no repost no nft please @bleu_capsicum [email protected]
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Gonna share this one that I took later last night too, I really love it a lot and I feel people who follow the reports might like it too!
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Almost forgot to share these 👀
And I was surprised reading the report this morning because it's exactly what happened to me last night: went for a run, suddenly decided to turn around and there was the moon, this huge yellow orb in the pink sky, I thought I was hallucinating for a second.
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We report: we stumble upon the full moon, and out of nowhere, we get a sense of scale for a fraction of a second. We get vertigo as we realise how big the moon is, and how far away it is. Then, a cloud floats in front of it, and the moon becomes a yellow circle in the sky again.
Digital painting of an evening sky, lilac and purple, covered in shapeless, wispy clouds. The yellow full moon is sitting there, glowing slightly.
bleu-capsicum.bsky.social
Thank you!! So far, no!
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bleu-capsicum.bsky.social
Thank you so much, I’m really glad it worked for you!
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Don’t worry, this was a one-off thing! I’d have preferred to have everything in a single thread, but the tool I was using to program the posts over several platforms wouldn’t allow it. I figured it was worth the sacrifice!
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I do have to say, after trying this out, I have no plans to start posting hourly! We’ll keep doing the daily thing.
Thank you so much for paying attention to this project, whether you have a look once in a while, or it’s a daily meeting. This means a lot to me.
bleu-capsicum.bsky.social
I made one report for each hour of the day: small squares drawn with wax pastels, interrupted sentences, one short minute at a time.
In the end, the sky is the sky, so a temporary change in format like this can still make sense, which is nice to realise.
A picture of 24 small pastel drawings on a green cutting mat, all depicting a different sky, progressing through a whole day.
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We report 2023 days of Reports From Unknown Places!
I usually like to take milestones as excuses to try something new and confusing with Reports. This year, I missed the 5-year anniversary back in March, so the 2000 days anniversary had to be extra new and confusing.
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heigenmoonlight.bsky.social
Had one of those absolutely stunning sunset the other day through the plane window, the whole flight the sky was just truly incredibly beautiful 😍
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We report during a slow burn of a sunset: first, a yellow glow on the horizon, and then the wisps of gold streaking through the sky. By the time we went out to see more, the artefacts of the sun were holding the whole thing together, delicate architecture built over an hour.
Digital painting of a dramatic sunset sky, a stripe of bright yellow on the horizon, and bright orange clouds fading out to purple-grey. The clouds are wide strokes, but very thin where they fan out.
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We report: tonight, after the moon has set, the sky is creosote, peaty depths shimmering with cold stars. Our expert slowly puts their memory to the test - the Pleiades here and Aldebaran there, Menkar in the Cetus constellation, and Capella, brighter than them all in Auriga.
Digital painting of a dark grey night sky with a subtle gradient, filled with stars. The black horizon is sprinkled with trees and bushes.
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We report on a dark morning: we have trouble looking away from the clouds because of how windy it is there. Each minute of moving sky contains a day, with layers of greys flying over our head at different speeds, an Etch A Sketch resetting faster than we can register.
Digital painting of an overcast sky, grey-blue clouds of different shapes overlapping on a pale blue and white canvas.
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We report: it is a little less hot, for a shorter amount of time, but when the sun is out, it is out. We left our sunglasses in our other jacket - subconsciously, we must have thought autumn meant no sun. We are left helplessly squinting for our trouble. It is a bright day.
Digital painting of an apple tree against a bright blue sky, red and yellow apples clear among the leaves. There are white clouds sprinkled across the sky, and a line of trees in the background.
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We report: we have been watching out for the "V" of migrating wild geese in the evening sky lately. Sure enough, we spot a gaggle crossing the valley tonight, high enough that we cannot hear them. Rubbing our cold hands together, we get a brief appreciation for their mission.
Digital painting of an evening sky: blue and yellow, with long, smooth, dark blue clouds in the middle, and thinner, wispy yellow ones at the bottom of the frame. There is a V of migrating geese angled towards the right-hand side, neatly arranged.
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We report as the clouds are falling upwards: we are not sure whether it is raining. We think earlier rain is still dripping from trees, and that is why we keep getting cold drops on our face; even then, the sky looks dark enough for rain. Either way, the wind is pushing us home.
Digital painting of a cloudy sky, a jumble of dark grey and white clouds twisting together, small gaps of blue remaining in some spots.
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We report: today, the two halves of our planet are receiving the same amount of sunlight. It is quite a large amount of sunlight, if our corner of the world is any indication. Our expert tells us that this is not how the equinox works. The cirrus knit themselves into blankets.
Digital painting of a bright blue sky filled with wispy, messy cirrus splayed out across the frame, vaguely forming an arch.
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We report in the humble beginnings of light: the temperature is not that much lower than it was a few weeks ago, but we feel those degrees of difference under our skin, in the flesh near our bones. The sun is a sleepy eye between the eyelashes of clouds, slowly blinking.
Digital painting of a purple sunrise sky, a bright pink sun shining through layers of clouds. The pink light is diffusing across the sky, coming through better in some spots.
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We report: it is raining movie rain tonight, like a giant watering can is following us around. We breathe with care, lest we inhale water in the process. We have tucked our hands into our sleeves, to no avail - soon, we get the distinct feeling of being completely drenched.
Digital painting of a rainy night scene over the city. The lights are shining bright, diffusing into the atmosphere. The rain is heavy, thick cords of water falling straight down. They’re are green trees in the foreground, their edges lit by off-frame street lighting.
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We report in the midst of the frantic agitation of early morning: it was already raining, we were already late, we had already forgotten our keys. We did not need the sun to make a bold statement to have us more frazzled. The rain stops for a brief moment, also distracted.
Digital painting of a grey, cloudy sky, the sun pouring down from between the clouds in bold, dramatic sun rays, spread out across the frame.
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We report: it takes September for calf-deep puddles to form in the middle of the paths we walk. We get around them where we can, and the path gets a little wider every year. In some places, well-meaning strangers have made treacherous bridges out of rotting logs and mossy rocks.
Digital painting of a blue sky, half-covered with a layer of fibrous white clouds, all spreading into the same direction, stray threads fraying in the wind.