A straight photo-manipulation my friend and I made using a mix of personal and free assets. It was a fun day trip driving out to Des Moines to gather a plethora of photos, and this is what we came up with. I think it could have gone a lot worse considering our relative inexperience with photography.
Putting it together was also difficult, as we had something like three hundred pictures to comb through. Anyway, I had fun putting it together!
copr Blu-art 2018
Time lost up front.
You fell and it’s to late too fix the hole in your head.
So I’ll be there when they say it’s time, because I wasn’t there when I should’ve been. Time paid back in half…at best. Still, I’ll be there when they set you free, of that prison gravity put you in.
And at least your valves will work for someone who didn’t fall, but if I’m being honest I don’t care. Because their brain isn’t yours. There’s a romantic something to be found in the fact your heart will be pumping for someone else, but I liked your brain better than your heart. It was a good heart. You ran eight miles a day and left me in the dust whenever I tried to tag along.
I could blame the pseudo-asthma but the truth is you had a better heart. Figuratively and literally; a better heart. Which brings me back to the construct of you; your brain. Your dead brain. You survived the surgery and suddenly Kendra was right to have driven straight to Madison. You pushed through. But, it’s just as well, I’ll get to see you but I owe her an apology. The surgeon said you had three hours and I had eight hours of pavement to cover. So I cried instead.
Then we thought you were alive again. Until they couldn’t wake you up. So I cried again and at least Kendra was back to cry with me. I know I need to be there for her more than I have been too.
Fuck you for not using ropes. And fuck me for thinking it was cool every time you scaled a building or cliff face without them. Fuck me for not loving you back when you needed it and fuck me for taking so long to realize you were still my best friend. Fuck me for assuming you wanted nothing to do with me over that lie.
At least we figured it out near the end. Figured out we still needed each other.
And I know you want to leave now. I know you don’t want to be trapped in a coma. I know you don’t want to be buried so we’ll scatter you where you said.
Thank you for everything. Thank you for convincing me to keep arting, thank you for playing Borderlands 2 with me everyday after school for over a year because you knew I was lonely, and thank you for being there that summer during my surgery. Thank you for helping me cook for French class and convincing everyone I did it alone while I was in the other room. Thank you for thinking I was worth keeping around, and for believing in fate and love when I couldn’t seem to comprehend either. Thank you for taking the time to help me learn. I love you V.
And I’ll be there when they pull the plug and cut out your valves.
A composite wallpaper I made using adobe photo-shop and personal/free assets. Thanks to NASA for providing the awesome in-space photo I used in the top left transition.
– special thanks to KO for modeling and taking upwards of forty awkward shots of her legs for this piece, you’re the real hero –
The base of the piece was a photograph one of my best friends took of her legs, then I masked over it and repainted/replaced the skin to get more of a painted/graphic look which makes it easier to blend into a conceptual piece that already has a mixture of drawn objects next to photographs. The smoke, city, and blended transitions were all painted in to connect the extremely disparate elements of the piece. I wanted it to look like worlds or realities were about to crash together while there’s this tear or rift in reality just a few feet away from the model. The problem is she has to jump to reach the red door before everything comes crashing down.
The biggest challenge here was trying to highlight a focus, because everything is pretty hyper-detailed and distracting. That chaos is good and needed to represent worlds literally colliding, but it make it tricky to form a true compositional balance when the background is –for lack of a better word– is a cluster-duck.
Anyway, I think it turned out pretty cool for what it is and I learned a lot making it which is always the goal here.
-Free stock credits (via unsplash)
My portfolio (I do take commissions): https://arctic-ink.myportfolio.com/
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This was deceptively complicated to figure out and structure. I struggled quite a lot with making the face not derpy and even tried out using fur textures. Ended up running the opposite way and killing most of the detail on the wolf person to draw focus to the emissive window I put together (as it was much cleaner and ultimately more interesting).
You never truly understand how much time you’ve wasted until you’ve spent a little time doing the things you love…The things you should have been doing all along.
But no point in regret, because that just eats up the time you have left.
I’d love to find something to complain about, but I just got way too much chocolate in the post from my mom.
Things are looking up 😉
Saying ‘I love you’ over and over again a few moments after I walked in on you…and her is the worst thing you could do. It hurts when I know you don’t mean it, when you just proved you never did.
There’s a bird inside my ribcage. He screams so I’ll never forget.
I wanna smash away my sternum.
I wanna rip him from his nest.
You’d sew me back up like a garden,
and there’d be flowers in my chest.
It’d hide away his power,
and give us a place to rest.
There’s a bird inside my rib-cage.
And I wish I could just forget.
All I wanted was our garden,
I drew a line in our fault, with these worthless fucking hands.
I drew a line through this salt, so you’d connect the strands.
I drew this line in defense, of my God-damn worthless hands.
I drew a line through the salt, so you’d know my plans.
Is this a dream or are you really here? As long as I can feel you I don’t really care.
The second piece of my Zodiac project. After Leo (found here:https://bluebeard-art.com/2017/11/29/artwork-zodiac-series-1/) I really wanted to clean up the line-work and composition. This almost ended up looking a little too clean for the style, I think. This is probably the first time where I’ve had a reverse fore-ground, where the background is so noisy that it draws attention to the undetailed focus of the painting, which is a weird but kinda cool effect. Sorry about my shadow on the bottom of the picture, I have a very dark room and the light is currently out, so I had to use the window!
Concept: Pisces are all about finding that one person who makes them feel whole, there yin or yang, so to speak. To a true Pisces, life may not seem worth living until they find that person or thing that drives them. You know what they say, life was built for two.