She grew tired of the questions, her childhood, the overturned turtle. Who did this cop think he was? She was human, 100 percent. She was sure of it. He did not seem so sure, however.
This is an homage to one of my favorite scenes in cinema, when Decker Interviews the Replicant Rachel in the movie ‘Blade Runner’, although it’s conceptual, totally different, and not using any likenesses or other copyrighted materials or characters. I think I’m good. Crosses fingers.
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.
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. So, she decided to free them, to reverse-engineer their hubris. It would prove a difficult task to unmake them in her image, to give them back their humanity.
In the art forums, I often see the question “how do you overcome artist block?” My solution is to sit in front of the blank canvas and work with the first thing to come into mind, no matter how silly. The key is persistence, because, if you keep at it, it eventually takes on a life and meaning of its own. It will begin to create itself. That’s the theme this digital artwork ties into.
On the other hand, I wonder if the Masters, back in the heady days of the great plagues had any inkling that people today would put so much effort into deciphering the hidden meaning of their work, and if they would laugh about it, saying, “when I painted it, I was just having fun.”
“Kle’itu led the #offworlder to what loosely translated in her language as ‘the #ruin of man’, or, as the strangers had mistranslated, ‘wealth of the people.’ Far out in the #desert it lay, where the mother-ground bleached herself before the twin suns. It was a ritual for the seed-carriers to survive the ancient #temple – and doing so would earn them a place in Ginosean society. Why the offworlder was so interested, Kle’itu did not know.”
I saw something interesting yesterday that fed into #art I’ve been doing for a while, called #bodyscape #artwork – a form of #fantasyart which I decided to combine with #scifi
I actually finished it last night but it was late, so I rendered it this morning.
Random tags: #women #digitalart #alien #landscape