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The best science fiction art from Vincent Di Fate, HR Giger, and beyond.
I am not a lady
This is an idea is from me watching short films that had to do with gender identity and all that and then this is also from me singing line without a hook wrong. I sing "I am not a lady and I am just a frog without legs," in place of this part of the song "She's a, she's a lady, and I am just a boy.".
By Burnt Baguettes4 years ago in Futurism
What is the future of digital art?
What exactly is digital art? This and other queries will be answered in this article. Remain focused : ) Introduction: Digital Art is a transition from traditional media such as painting on canvas or on paper to creating an image, photo, etc., digitally using a computer monitor. While traditional art is a creative process, digital art is a technology that can be easily manipulated and modified by anyone to create artwork.
By Eva Rtology4 years ago in Futurism
Tuesdays on the Mothership
Tuesdays on The Mothership In ancient times, the day began at sundown, as dusk and dawn are but a reflection of the other. At this moment in my life, I am enjoying the realignment with the ancient ways in all that I do. My life only sees creation and divination between visitors, the quasars and I speak much.
By iiiYansa's Peridot Poultice5 years ago in Futurism
"Nude Descending a Staircase" by Marcel Duchamps
Marcel Duchamp (1887-1968) was one of the 20th century’s most influential artists but also one of the most puzzling. He refused to be pigeon-holed into any artistic category and rejected every convention that was current at the time during his long life as an artist. He therefore experimented with Impressionism, post-Impressionism, Fauvism and Cubism, before plunging into the anti-art world of Dada.
By John Welford5 years ago in Futurism
How I Discovered Magic and Decided to Become a Wizard
As a child, I was privileged enough to always have a book nearby and fortunate enough for them to be mostly science fiction or fantasy. Though I was too young to really understand the specifics, I assumed that the stories of Azimov and Clarke were and would always continue to be simply that - fiction. However, one 4th grade art project shattered my perception of not only literature but of the real world, and in exchange left me with a lifelong passion I could not bear to live without.
By Eduardo Pecina, Jr.5 years ago in Futurism
Art of The New Order of Alexandria
The New Order of Alexandria is my first novel, written in 2017. For this Post Apocalyptic Adventure; I painted a lot of art. Designing characters, locations and even some of the uniforms & clothes that the soldiers and civilians wore. In this article I will be showcasing some of the artwork I have created for this book over the years.
By Joseph Roy Wright5 years ago in Futurism
Thughra
Thughra curls up into himself, warding off the morning chill. The sun hasn’t quite risen over the top of the mountains, leaving the valley in a purple haze, turning the shadows into lurking figures hiding between market stalls. A small wrinkled woman lays out prunes at the fruit stall, her hands melding into the crumpled skins and a young man carefully displays his colorful scarves of silk and linen. A pain fills Thughra’s stomach, his mother used to wear the same silk scarves, they smelt of burnt amber and frankincense, now their remains drift across the desert, the smell of smoke lingering behind, a black stain on a golden dune. He squints and shakes the thought from his head, focusing on a small beetle scampering across the dusty ground. It’s difficult to distinguish the difference between the pain of loss and the pain of hunger and he wraps his arms tighter around his ribs. The wind sneaks in through the holes of his clothes. As the sun shyly appears above the tip of the mountains, the market begins to wake up. Traders and hagglers begin to fill the streets, replacing the menacing shadows. Life returns and an energy buzzes through the air, an energy that Thughra hasn’t been able to connect with since he lost his family to the fire. He scans the crowd and is drawn to a particular figure. The thick brown cloak is unusual for these parts of the world. The figure stands with his back turned, peacefully still. If it had not been for the colourful patterned bag that whispered stories of travels and different lands Thughra would have completely missed him.
By Kalinka Petkoff5 years ago in Futurism
