So I throw all these words out to explain my #art but really, it comes down to mood as the #artwork progresses. This was first focused on #hair – I am not apologetic for objectifying luscious locks – then it moved into the #goth #vampire realm ( #notsorry ) and then setting back into #natureContinue reading “Nature – Victim”
The eyes are the windows to the soul as the quote goes. Sometimes they’re mirrors too. Both are easily broken.
A triptych as my last digital artwork. I’ve run out of ideas and must find something else. The three paintings explore nothing, and maybe have some intrinsic meaning, but in my current state, I got nothing. I think the most fun part was exploring camera techniques, playing with blades, lens thickness and f/stop. Anywho, withoutContinue reading “Stages”
Photo shoot fantasy digital art.
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”
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”