The Price of Freedom

Eventually, we all have to decide what is worth fighting for. This started as your typical run-of-the-mill sun-kissed model posing on the beach scene, but quickly went dark, heavy, and introspective. There’s too many of the former, sorry. Now it’s uncomfortable history meets model on the beach. Maybe it’s impactful, maybe it does nothing, that’sContinue reading “The Price of Freedom”

The Price of Freedom

Eventually, we all have to decide what is worth fighting for. This started as your typical run-of-the-mill sun-kissed model posing on the beach scene, but quickly went dark, heavy, and introspective. There’s too many of the former, sorry. Now it’s uncomfortable history meets model on the beach. Maybe it’s impactful, maybe it does nothing, that’sContinue reading “The Price of Freedom”

Ukrainian Girl in Field

The war in Ukraine is omnipresent in my thoughts; mostly for its humanitarian and global consequences. Although, I am and always will be a supporter of the Russian people, their culture, and language, I side with Ukraine in this pointless conflict. I pray that all the civilians and soldiers on both sides (because soldiers inContinue reading “Ukrainian Girl in Field”

The Decision

This started out as a Captain Kirk in the arms of an Orion woman thing-a-ma-jiggy, then I got bored, because I like the stronger women, so, similar to another I did, here’s a digital painting a warrior about to lead her people into battle. No new boundaries broken here, I just needed to keep theContinue reading “The Decision”

Denouement

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.

The Sniper

“How do you know if a sniper likes you?” The bored soldier asks his comrade. “I don’t know,” the other said, throwing stones at an empty can near the position they’re guarding. On his third stone, he notices the dust from the convoy coming up the road. Tapping his buddy, they both begin getting readyContinue reading “The Sniper”