Posts Tagged ‘primatek’
Friday, July 7th, 2017
Rough-textured clouds and rough-sketched buildings make up a surprisingly sublime scene in this newest city.
Clouds dot the landscape, even making a fog from which the city emerges, a mist around which the buildings cluster. The time of day provides the palette, the golden glow of a sun just gone and violet dusk falling down from above, with a brilliant turquoise in between to hold the fluffy white.
What do you see in the sky?
Above, you can see the beautiful shifts of turquoise and purple, blue and a touch of gold, and of course the fluffy clouds at their whitest. Below, you can see it in a temporary frame, just waiting to float into your home.
Wednesday, June 7th, 2017
Part five of the eerily monochrome Counting Crows series, we’ve moved along in the rhyme to a whole roost of crows and a bit of silver.
Our ghostly figure this time has a distinctly skeletal appearance, and the crows are all arrayed above her in a perfect murder. The lightning-split tree reaches up through the mist toward what little light has filtered down on this foggy day.
It’s fascinating how fog can reduce the entire world to just you and things you can barely see, isn’t it?
Above, you can see the titular crows arrayed above the faded figure in all her eerie glory. Below, this painting roosts in a frame, waiting to fly to its new home.
Categories: Angels, Cthulhu, and Other Myths, Floating Gallery, Flowers, Trees and Landscapes, People, Figures and Faces, Sea Creatures and Other Animals, Series and Books, Zombies, Skulls, and Other Morbid Things
Tags: bloodstone, counting crows, nfs, primatek, sold, tree, watercolor
Tuesday, June 6th, 2017
Shimmering iridescent rain falls in a curtain behind these stalwart winter trees, branches reaching up to drink in the moisture. Seven crows are winging in, a full murder alighting on the branches to discuss whatever business it is that corvids have on days like this.
You can imagine yourself transported to this quiet day, breathing in the ozone scent of petrichor, listening to the gentle patter of rainfall and the soft cawing of crows. A different kind of beautiful day, but perfect for a certain sort of soul.
Above, you can see the sunlight glinting off the rain, the twisty trees, and the crows coming in for a landing. Below, you can see this art framed, a beautiful slice of winter in a small package.
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