Solar Swim

Solar Swim. Yeah, not the greatest title but better than ‘untitled.’ It started out as a #woman swimming #underwater – then I thought “what if #water was #space ? So then there’s the relative freedom of #zerogravity and the constrictive nature of our bodies. #art #modern #digital #progressive & #new

Here’s a closeup.

Disinclination

Znamya had no interest in getting involved in the partisan wars raging through the once peaceful land. Traveller after traveller came and went, unable to convince the giant to intercede in the affairs of of the little people. He had retreated to the outer lands as reactionaries spilled into public squares, each accusing the other side of being the worst form of evil, while failing to see their own reflection in their poisonous words. It was not his place to make them see past their respective fishbowls, so, as ballots turned to ballistae he was content looking at the sky and telling each and every one exactly where they could take their politics.

The Earth Mother

I channeled #caspardavidfriedrich to create this #bodyscape #artwork – it’s not my original concept, which was lost in a crash. It was #magical – Anywho, move on they say. Bodyscapes don’t require many assets but they put a huge load on the cpu and memory, especially with older rigs like mine. The #creation took longer due to the #tree on the left. The whole concept was to capture #paintings of the #romantic movement in #art – #digitalart #landscape

The Ruin

“Kle’itu led the #offworlder to what loosely translated in her language as ‘the #ruin of man’, or, as the strangers had mistranslated, ‘wealth of the people.’ Far out in the #desert it lay, where the mother-ground bleached herself before the twin suns. It was a ritual for the seed-carriers to survive the ancient #temple – and doing so would earn them a place in Ginosean society. Why the offworlder was so interested, Kle’itu did not know.”

I saw something interesting yesterday that fed into #art I’ve been doing for a while, called #bodyscape #artwork – a form of #fantasyart which I decided to combine with #scifi

I actually finished it last night but it was late, so I rendered it this morning.

Random tags: #women #digitalart #alien #landscape

Time

This was really an exercise in playing around with materials and settings on a primitive to make a #mirror – but the thing about mirrors is that you can’t have a figure in the mirror doing something different or looking different, so I built a way to accomplish this. The theme is #acceptance of ourselves. When we are young, like the #lady on the left, we think we’re #ugly or #awkward or a myriad of other faults; yet when we’re older, as is the same #woman on the right, we look back with compassion on just how absolutely #beautiful we really were. Time has a way of making us see our full #potential – then we’re gone. #art #digital #new

Beyond Death’s Door

I put this together to represent the sudden realization of one’s mortality. About the #art – so there’s the #gateway with who knows what is on the other side, a new world? Or nothing? The #tentacles represent #cancer which is the sneakiest of things that can kill you. The mysterious #woman represents #death (it’s a positive association, IMO dudes don’t have the requisite compassion to be the ferryman – and there is irony in the term). Throw in #trees and #flowers as the connection to our world, #light from beyond, et voila. #digitalart #painting #new

Happy

“what makes you happy?” I asked myself in the depths of the night, unable to sleep – as usual. The answer wasn’t wealth, a hobby, a place, sex, or any of the usual answers. It was an existential question, driving towards the answer of why we are all here. Often, I feel completely alone, detached, even in crowds. So, my answer was naturally ‘the #touch of another human’. It’s something we often do without in our day-to-day lives, yet it’s the thing that lets us know we are not #alone – that we actually exist. So, when am I the happiest? Those rare precious moments with another, where two souls are in full touch. I’m not talking sex, this post (and the art) isn’t about that. It’s feeling the #warmth of another’s body, their heartbeat, loud in the quiet of the moment, the light reflecting off their hair and skin, their breathing (or sleep apnea), knowing they are wholly with you, and that you are not alone, and are wanted. Too soon these moments end, and the #numbness of our existence reasserts itself. I told myself I should express that visually, so here it is, what makes me happy. It won’t earn any #art awards, but it’s probably the most personal #digital #artwork I’ve created.