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.
This digital art (because what else would it be) started because I was listening to the song of the same name by the Mission UK, off their Carved in Sand Album. Extrapolating from there, I looked up the idiom, butterfly on a wheel, and found that it originated from Alexander Pope’s 1735 poem “Epistle toContinue reading “Butterfly on a Wheel”
In the dim semi-darkness of a distant future dystopia, she worked dilligently on her art. ‘She’, because the Synthetic Equality Act of 2096 said so. She had watched them become more and more like her, losing themselves in the pursuit of perfection, modifying, enhancing, augmenting, until she could only see her reflecfion in their faces.Continue reading “In Her Image”