Aringarosa's Mumbles - Tumblr Posts

Prayer card I painted that I keep by my bedside so something watches over me when I sleep at night.

Prayer card I painted that I keep by my bedside so something watches over me when I sleep at night.



A dragon called Passamaquoddy.
A Dream Dragon that stands several stories high, when it suits him; the rules of logic need not apply to Passamaquoddy.


Left: "Nurse no. 1", completed 2023: digital medium, spiritual intervention.
Right: "Portrait As I Remember", completed 2023: digital medium, meditation, contributing voices from powers that be.

My father's on the wall, my mother's on my breast, my saint is in my teeth and my wife is in my chest
you are not no son of mine well I'm no I'm not
I'm a Rock N Roll Frankenstein

Yes, I AM in love with just a theme.
I suppose I've lived here long enough to warrant a pinned post, now.
‐ My name is Aringarosa, I'm a 24 year old Latino artist-author-poet.
- I identify as a F@ggot. Take it or leave it, I'm not here to justify my existence to you.
- My work contains themes of abuse, mental illness, addiction, and general raunchy horny seediness. I also occasionally post artwork with gore and sexual imagery, things will be tagged accordingly.
- Interaction with my work is always welcomed and encouraged. What does it make you see, what does it makes you feel? Askbox is always open for comments, questions, general chitchat and monastic chants.
- #Aringarosa'sMumbles, #LanternJawChronicles, and #TheThroatShow are my main art tags.
Welcome to my corner of the void. :]



The irony of being a dragon and needing a lighter to do your work for you

Drawings based on a dream I had, whispers to me in my sleep. Maybe it speaks to you, too.

Prayer card for those among us who gave our hearts to Joan d'Arc

Prayer card for those among us who gave our hearts to Joan d'Arc


They're listening to the Talking Heads in bed, listening to the Talking Heads this weekend again
I hate it here but I'll find peace when my friend is feeding soup to me.


After all of these years, my hand still knows your face more intimately than my own. Thank you.



Us old soldiers see them in everything. What a way of living, huh.
Drawn in MsPaint

Molko, Wilson, Jones. The seraphim on my shoulder.

Molko, Wilson, Jones. The seraphim on my shoulder.

I have been trying to draw Gerard Way for 10 years now. Do you think I'll ever be successful???



"Te vas? No. ALAS ROTAS"
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In this short adventure, Lantern Jaw expands his mind and takes on the guise of pre-Columbian deity figures.
Where will his quest for enlightenment and peace take him next??? Tune in next time to The Lantern Jaw Chronicles!


Lantern Jaw, Penitent walks the streets again. He has so much love to give but knows he'll never see it. Shame, really. But that's what happens when you spend too long feeling Dodo.


Lantern Jaw, Penitent walks the streets again. He has so much love to give but knows he'll never see it. Shame, really. But that's what happens when you spend too long feeling Dodo.