fantasy

She Loves Me Not

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The idea for this digital art popped up around 2am, when my mind was playing out scenes of queerly anomalous and calamitous theatrics that awoke me from my prodigious sleep. I dare not expose my eyes at such an unholy hour to the preternatural light of a monitor to render such visions into artwork. So, with patient resolve, I waited until the sun lifted the veil of night to present this to you.

The title is a reference to the inexpressible horrors enamored paramours inflict on flowers as ancient mythical superstitions of love circulate in their minds. “They love me, they love me not”, is often said, as they mindlessly pluck petals from the decapitated flower in hand; with the last petal attesting to the binary nature of ones feelings towards them. Then, assured of the result, they move on to the next flower or wander away, cheerfully humming, whilst leaving destruction in their wake.

This is all tongue in cheek, of course. I wanted to see if I could put a Lovecraftian spin on an innocuous action. Did I succeed?

Unleashed

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I didn’t want to let the first day of a new year go by without creating some artwork, so here you go. It was originally named ‘Flight’, but I used that yesterday. So I solved the conundrum and changed the name to the song I had on repeat while I was creating it; because one should credit where one draws inspiration, and it’s as much a part of the total package for me.

Now, for legal reasons and all, these two things are not associated, nor am I riding coat-tails. I’m merely sharing what inspired me. The song is ‘Unleashed’ by Two Steps from Hell (one of my favorite groups). The composer is Thomas Bergersen, and Merethe Soltvedt provides the vocalization. I visualize the birds taking off at 2:50, or here:

The Joy of Flight

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Remember when you were a kid, and you pretended you were on a rocket ship or airplane as you tried to swing higher and higher? That’s the feeling I’m going for with this. Whether or not I’ve achieved it is up to you, as that is the purpose of art. It’s a fantasy piece, to end a not so great year and bring in a new one full of hope, happiness, and dreams. I could explain the piece but I’m hoping you get it without that bit of tediousness. Happy New Year.

The Gardener

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This is a doodle playing on the question “what if our universe were just an atom in a bigger thing, like a sewage pipe?” – it would explain a lot 🙂 I took some previously used elements and combined them in a different way, so, yeah. The gardener, an Android whose head provides life for the fruits of her garden, tends the various seeds of life in her garden. Space within space I guess is the theme.

Rebirth

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“She woke up, disoriented, confused. The last thing she remembered was driving down that dark country road, probably too fast, when the deer came out of nowhere. In that last moment, she recalled her body was not made to go through a windshield. Now, here she was, the floor was cold, wet, full of water. Picking herself up, she looked around, the strangeness of her surroundings hiding in the dim light. Her entire body hurt except her arm, it was strangely numb. She looked at it, and the panic set in, the unusual metal didn’t belong on a body. Then, from above, she heard movement. Looking up, she froze in terror as the alien being came into view, it’s limbs reaching for her. With a flash of blue light the alien finished its work, activating the cybernetics in the limb.”

There was a moral in there somewhere. Originally, this digital artwork started as a beach scene, but there’s too many of those. There’s not enough alien appreciation out there.

Reflections

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This was a doodle. I didn’t particularly have any goal in mind besides playing with lights off reflective surfaces, ye old, reflection in a reflection. It feeds into my love of light; and it turned out cool, so, I’m happy. Otherwise, tomorrow is another day in the work (to feed my body), art (to feed my soul), and sleep (to feed my mind), then repeat, routine.

The Martyrdom of Doña Liza

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“It was the moment that sparked a turning point in the alternate history of Mexico, when Spanish troops executed the Doña Liza for tending to wounded Aztec rebels. The public outcry eventually led to the ouster of the Spaniards from native lands and the ascension of the United States of Aztlán.” – Tales From the Multiverse

I made that up, like i did the art. I started out today wanting to do a study of the ‘Mona Lisa’ by Leo Da Vinci. It was going well as I was zoomed in getting the facial details right, but when I zoomed back out she looked like Violet after eating the blueberry pie in ‘Willy Wonka.’ I’m sure it was a mistake on my part, but if not, and the facial measurements were true, Da Vinci’s subject should be much bigger in the body.

Anyway, I reset most the settings and started to fix the mess she had become. She was not within the constraints of conventional beauty as I was attempting to fix her, but there was a moment where the unique combination of features I was shuffling around stopped me. She had the perfect look, that of a woman resigned to her fate, but her eyes were defiant, her motives pure – that’s when ‘Doña Liza’ popped in my head, and it grew into the piece that it is.

If that doesn’t make sense, don’t worry, it doesn’t to me either. The ‘process’ is hard to explain when it comes to life on its own, it just takes putting in the time.

November Roundup – AKA No ‘Regerts’

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Well, November is over. I came in at just under 21 pieces of artwork, or 70% efficiency. For those who may have missed one or two, I’ve collected all of November below. The last piece I did was technically published in the wee hours of December 1, so I have to include it there.

My Favorite of This Month’s Work

Why do I keep track? Art is what I do instead of playing video games (lots of time lost there in the past) or binge watching TV (also lots of time lost in the past) – but no ‘regerts’, as the meme with the misspelled tattoo suggests.

In all seriousness, keeping track helps me to realize the value of time, since, as an artist going for fame and glory three-hundred years from now, there is precious little of it. Time is the one irreplaceable thing we have, so I want to make the most of it.

Without further ado, I give you November.

Note: there are some closeups, so there are 24 photos in all.

So what was November about? I think my themes were generally the power and beauty of woman, irony (as always throughout my work) and hope. Thoughts? What did you see in the artwork? Commentary welcome!

Noir Kitten

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“In the gritty near #future of a #dystopian #fantasy world, Rag studied the holo-screens. He’d been hired to find this woman, he didn’t ask questions beyond what was needed to catch the #kitten – this would be an easy job for the grizzled private investigator.” – More #Digital #Art for my two fans (thank you 🙂 It’s kind of a foray into the #noir of the old fifties movies. I didn’t develop the story more because I’m in a ‘meh’ place right now.