Long after their gods disappeared into the sands of time, their children frolicked on the worlds left behind. Peace had finally found mankind. This is my first digital art in a minute, be gentle.
First came the odd lights at the window, then movement in the kitchen by the rear door. she knew not if it were British regular or beast, just that it was not welcome. She fired at the movement, but was unsure if she hit it. With little time to reload, she separated the bayonet fromContinue reading “The Visitor”
Weird title but better than ‘untitled.’ This portrait was a result of listening to Concrete Blonde music all day. There’s a couple songs about and older woman who outlasts the dudes she parties with. This is a representation of that, plus it’s normalizing beauty in aging.
She has braved the passing centuries from her imprisonment in Csejte. She’s older, wiser, and far, far more dangerous.
I really don’t have anything artsy or insightful to say. I just wanted to create something with the single source strong light, and am ambient light, which was used a lot in Dutch / Northern Renaissance paintings. She’s bloody, she could use a shower, but she’s survived. Here’s the close-in.
For a few brief moments, there was peace as the battle faded into the distance, she looked around the remains of the building, which had once housed happy children of any town USA, before politics, demagoguery, and all-around hatred, driven home by media sensationalism caused an unrepairable rift in the country. She thought of thoseContinue reading “A Passing of the Quiet”
Continuing an apparent theme that fits in with Memorial Day and the senselessness of war – this is really more of a modern take on an earlier era. It’s rare that a soldier is left / forgotten on the battlefield these days, as the thousand kilometer frontlines went out with World War II, still, occasionallyContinue reading “Aftermath Remembered”
Poppies symbolize those who have fallen in war – particularly World War I, but the souls of the lost and forgotten use them to shout, “here I am” as we living tend to forget them within a generation. In honor of Memorial Day coming up, I’ve put together this scene reminiscent of a glade inContinue reading “A Fragrant Silence”
Imagine a world with no humans to disregard all of your qualities, your capability to heal, your natural beauty, and your connection to all things wished for; this is the dream of the dandelion.