A page of comic for a conquest
The story
End of the project: human species. The simulation has been achieving unexpected outcomes. Was increased free thought and the doubts fade away.
At that time, I recreate my own image. However, it's behaviours came with anomalies. We aren't.
You can't run away from you. Dreams were unexisted memories.
The likehood was that we're living an illusion. But, we change our view.
I couldn't attain the freedom I looked for. Everything became real. Everything came down. Am I still dreaming?
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My fan art of Season One, Episode One of #NewGirl. I both miss and love the show so much and have probably binged watched it all the way through about 50x times or more. I believe I captured Nick's turtle face perfectly. Thoughts? :)
A dark image that reflects in witness that does not need to be said, understood beneath the horrid reflections for which various creatures through time, present, in future sorrows, harmed to nightmares or death, fractured eyes that seep lands familiar, but rarely be spoken. An image of harsh reality.
Consume these branches swollen by humanity fractured in dim lights, though feature promise in deeper efforts of kindness, blood cover our parts closer. Thoughts wonder red fever beneath bones of oceanic memory, to voyage away and try to understand this method. Extinction loom over these motions, while further be the faint reminder of our fate.
Voyager nude before the fallen bloom of this ageless water. Seeming to observe from distance, but materialize dance deeper into these woods. A smile in concerning rhythmic tones, deeper, a cradle into silent night. What further amuse these thoughts rapid?
In with disease, a focus in depression, a fear in death, departure along with tundra moon follows. Unveil whisper to engage these thoughts down the darkness. A vessel alone, not kin to wish a farewell nor goodbye. He died alone.
A color pencil drawing of Debbie Harry - singer with the group Blondie. Reference used was from back in the 1970's. Derwent Artists color pencils on thick cartridge paper. Many thanks for looking.
I took too long of a break from drawing, but so far this is coming out well. I've tried to go for a sci-fi theme, which is my favorite genre, but definitely not where my strengths are. Criticism, critiques, and suggestions are very much welcome! Also I'm going to have to find a new way of uploading my work.
Dark oceanic blunder focus distance and disturbance fully. Bleeding creature in tears of this manifestation growing. Horrendous branches consume while last thoughts falter, compose this ending formation.
Observations from an expedition to the Houston Museum of Natural Science, which features an incredible paleontology hall. I brought with me a pad of sticky notes, a couple Micron plastic nib pens, a set of Copic Markers, my fanny pack, and some headphones. Prehistoric life has been an infatuation of mine since childhood, and there is something very humbling about drawing in the shadows of these fallen giants.
