There is a time when the world has no sharp edges yet, when everything feels alive and possible, when a blank page is never empty, but a promise. Creatures is born from that fragile and beautiful place in memory, where imagination was our first language and every drawing a map of emotion.

In rkw’s works, each creature is a voice returning from that time: the curious frog, the calm cat, the salmon that never felt quite in place, the quiet rabbit, even some friendly bacteria. They are gentle emotional avatars—symbols of who we once were, and perhaps still are. They ask nothing of us, except to be seen through the eyes we once had: wide, open, enchanted.

The style is intentionally simple, like the hand made room for the heart. Flat colors, oversized eyes, pure forms, everything recalls the spontaneous urgency with which we tried, as children, to express what moved us, even if we didn’t yet know how. There is no irony here, only tenderness. No nostalgia, but a quiet, meaningful reconnection.

In a world that is loud, overloaded, and constantly trying to explain itself, Creatures is an act of disarmament. An invitation to return to that inner refuge made of strange animals, imagined skies, and whispered bedtime stories. A visual memory that comforts, that soothes, that plays.

Each creature is a small emotional truth. A fragment of childhood that survived.

A way of saying: “Hey, I’m still here. And so are you.”