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Death on the Demeter

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The Demeter was a very unlucky ship. Decades before it would become famous as the transport of a more famous vampire, it was found adrift in the Black Sea, it’s crew ripped asunder by some inhumanly strong being. Records recovered in the port of Varna showed that the ship onboarded several crates of antique furniture and a giant portrait of a noblewoman, supposedly that of Justina Szilágyi de Horogszeg, second wife of Vlad al III-lea Țepeș, aka Vlad the Impaler, son of Vlad II Dracul. The collection was destined for Montenegro, a vibrant coastal town on the Adriatic. Traveling with the collection was a young woman of questionable nobility, and some wealth, who was presented as the custodian of the shipment. Her fate is ultimately unknown, as she was not found among the bodies of the crew on the smoldering vessel. The ship was subsequently towed back to Varna for refit, but soon found itself bridled with an unwanted nickname, Justina’s Larder, for in the run-down waterfront shops and taverns, a rumor persisted that the missing traveler bore an uncanny resemblance to the 400 year-old portrait of the long dead queen.

Note: this is NOT AI. It took hours and hours to get everything right.

Death on Demeter

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The Demeter was a very unlucky ship. Decades before it would become famous as the transport of a more famous vampire, it was found adrift in the Black Sea, it’s crew ripped asunder by some inhumanly strong being. Records recovered in the port of Varna showed that the ship onboarded several crates of antique furniture … Read more

Nature – Victim

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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 #nature (which I love) – I’ll let you figure out how vampires are #victims and apply that to the damage humans are doing to our madre de #nature. I really shouldn’t even bother with trying to explain it, but for my three fans I will sacrifice :). I mean, it’s not like an influencer like Waagen is going to come along in 250 years and hawk my stuff to wealthy Parisians, while calling it emblematic of the American Golden Age to make a buck. But I digress. Hope you enjoy it.

Stake Night

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It was the first time using that Romanian dating app, so I thought I’d do it up and go to the nines. Everything was going well until she ordered her steak mooing. I mean, medium rare is cool and anything more is an affront to the meat. So, when I questioned “tartar?” and she plus … Read more

A Question of Limits

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A legitimate comment sparked this post. I don’t know if the person was just being a social media denizen (where the goal is to tear down) or knew that I always create a scene for my art, with multiple angles worthy of expression to the lens, and decided to coax out another angle from me. … Read more

A Vespertilian Thing

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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, but your mum and dad needed an overnight nanny, and they fell for that Sesame Street accent. “Oh, how cutely foreign,” your mom giggled, “privileged wankers!” Your subconscious meekly raises its hand, but you cut it off. “I know!,” you hiss curtly under your breath. Now, In the dark of it all, you’re paying the price. Plus side? Live forever. Negatives? They don’t make sunblock strong enough for what you’ll become. It’s enough to drive one batty!

BloodBathory

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What was I thinking? Erm… Flashdance meets Countess Elizabeth Bathory? I was having fun with this digital art. No regerts. I did try to fill up the frame as if she was pushing against the bounds of her world. So, that’s probably the artsy part. Otherwise it’s forgettable until some Dude or Dudette 250 years from now finds it languishing on an old cloud instance or 2020’s data dump on the dark web and starts hawking my artwork on the streets of whatever city will be the artistic capital of the Solar System. Sound familiar? It’s Vermeer, I’m referencing Vermeer 🙂

“Wait! What’s wrong with your eyes?”

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TJ and Jimmy had been cruising all night looking for the means to their next high. As they crossed Southside and Lewis, into a dangerous area commonly referred to as the ‘hunting grounds’, due to the immense levels of crime in the area, they suddenly saw her. The snow-bunny, as they called white girls, was walking alone. “She stupid,” Jimmy said, grabbing the gun and jumping out of the still moving car. “Yo baby, hold-up,” he said closing the distance. She stopped, the still of the grave in the air around her. “Alright, give me your stuff and… Wait! What’s wrong with your eyes?” She smiled, it would be an easy meal tonight. #new #digital #artwork #everyday #modern #life with #vampires and #hoodlums