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.
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.
I classify this digital art as a doodle to save my pride. I briefly ran into one of my friends yesterday who has the most amazing eyes (from an artistic perspective – no more). Anyway, this was an attempt to capture them that went awry. She ended up looking nothing like her, so, chalk upContinue reading “Realism Fail”
She was no Mary Poppins. You felt it right away, there was something off about her, her elegance, how she smiled eerily at your vampire stuffed animal, ironically above you now – “Hold on,” your subconscious screams, “I’m not even old enough to know what irony is!” You begged them to hire anyone but her,Continue reading “A Vespertilian Thing”
A digital painting for our times. The subject can be anyone in modern America, a veteran, someone with PTSD like a victim of sexual assault, someone financially ruined by medical bills or loss of a job, or a victim of mental health issues or addiction. Homelessness is not discriminatory, it can affect anyone with redContinue reading “Abandoned America”
The Bluebell is a tree that blooms only once in a 1000 years, it’s bioluminescent flowers both fragrant and beautiful. The sentient tree is shy, however, and pulls its azure petals in tightly when gazed upon, so one must trick it by using a mirror or camera to view it.
Can art still shock and offend? Can it still cause questions to be asked? Can it drive a conversation? In today’s digital artwork, which for some reason just finished a four-hour rendering (maybe the rig was offended), I explore the dark side of the Romanticism movement. I’ve drawn on David Caspar Friedrich, who IMHO isContinue reading “Postpartum”
This is a painting about wasting time with the wrong person over 18 years and realizing at the end of it all that there’s no chance to find that one true love – she’s a ghost, gone in the corridors of time – the chance has passed, everyone’s jaded, you’ve more memories buried than prospectsContinue reading “Regret”
A doodle in reaction to the current environment for artists. The pandemic thew the community for a loop. It was already under pressure prior to the plague – even being voted the most useless occupation – though you need art to sell products and live in a semi-decent world. Post-pandemic? It will survive, the richContinue reading “State of the Arts”