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Cambrai, France.
Battlefield 1
“Trump’s election is an unmistakable rejection of a political establishment and an economic system that simply isn’t working for most people. It is one that has delivered escalating inequality and stagnating or falling living standards for the majority, both in the US and Britain.
This is a rejection of a failed economic consensus and a governing elite that has been seen not to have listened. And the public anger that has propelled Donald Trump to office has been reflected in political upheavals across the world.
But some of Trump’s answers to the big questions facing America, and the divisive rhetoric around them, are clearly wrong.
I have no doubt, however, that the decency and common sense of the American people will prevail, and we send our solidarity to a nation of migrants, innovators and democrats.
After this latest global wake up call, the need for a real alternative to a failed economic and political system could not be clearer. "
That alternative must be based on working together, social justice and economic renewal, rather than sowing fear and division. And the solutions we offer have to improve the lives of everyone, not pit one group of people against another.
Americans have made their choice. The urgent necessity is now for us all to work across continents to tackle our common global challenges: to secure peace, take action on climate change and deliver economic prosperity and justice.”
- Jeremy Corbyn
Dark Souls II: Scholar of the First Sin
Perhaps you've seen it, maybe in a dream. A murky, forgotten land...
A place where souls may mend your ailing mind.
You will lose everything, once branded. The symbol of the curse, an augur of darkness. Your past, your future, your very light.
None will have meaning, and you won't even care. By then, you will be something other than human. A thing that feeds on souls, a hollow.
Long ago, in a walled off land far to the north. A great king built a great kingdom. I believe they called it Drangleic. Perhaps you're familiar. No, how could you be... But one day, you will stand before its decrepit gate, without really knowing why.
Like a moth drawn to a flame, your wings will burn in anguish. Time, after time.
For that is your fate. The fate of the cursed.
A dwarf hut in the forest at sunrise... not a photo of course, but rather digital 3d environment made in Blender - one of my other passions in addition to photographing
A fractal created by me using XaoS 3.5, a fractal generator, free download for PCs and Macs, on the net.
Twas brillig and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogoves
And the mome raths outgrabe
Beware the Jabberwock, my son
The jaws that bite
The claws that catch
Beware the Jubjub bird and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch
Dark Souls II: Scholar of the First Sin
Drangleic Castle was the central point and seat of power of Drangleic during the empire's height. King Vendrick and his Queen Nashandra ruled Drangleic from here until the outbreak of the undead curse.
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Riften
Special Edition Skyrim
"I am part of a light, and it is the music.
The Light fills my six senses: I see it, hear, feel, smell, touch and think.
Thinking of it means my sixth sense.
Particles of Light are written note.
A bolt of lightning can be an entire sonata.
A thousand balls of lightning is a concert..
For this concert..
I have created a Ball Lightning, which can be heard on the icy peaks of the Himalayas.
About Pythagoras and mathematics a scientist may not and must not infringe of these two.
Numbers and equations are signs that mark the music of the spheres.
If Einstein had heard these sounds, he would not create theories of relativity.
These sounds are the messages to the mind that life has meaning, that the Universe exists in perfect harmony, and its beauty is the cause and effect of Creation.
This music is the eternal cycle of stellar heavens
The smallest star has completed composition and also, part of the celestial symphony.
The man’s heartbeats are part of the symphony on the Earth.
Newton learned that the secret is in geometric arrangement and motion of celestial bodies.
He recognized that the supreme law of harmony exists in the Universe.
The curved space is chaos, chaos is not music.
Einstein is the messenger of the time of sound and fury.."
-Nikola Tesla
FarCry4
"How can I stop talking to myself?"
"First of all you must use your ears to take some of the burden from your eyes. We have been using our eyes to judge the world since the time we were born. We talk to others and to ourselves mainly about what we see. A warrior is aware of that and listens to the world; he listens to the sounds of the world."
Dark Souls III
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When stitching a complex panorama like this we often get perspective distortions. Took bare effort to get this scene straight; only to find, parallel to life, I preferred the anomalies.
This series of images explores the idea of a subject breaking free from the confines of its canvas—a metaphor for transcending limitations, expectations, or the boundaries of artistic expression.
However, not every attempt aligns perfectly with my initial vision. Sometimes, the result diverges from what the mind imagines or what an AI generates. These discrepancies highlight the unpredictable nature of both creativity and technology, where the final output can be as much a surprise to me as it is to you, the viewer. This unpredictability, while challenging, also adds to the uniqueness and authenticity of each piece.
❤️🍀🌺💛 AI-created images blend imagination with precision — a fusion of human vision and machine mastery, where dreams take form in light and texture. They’re beauty born from code, yet filled with soul.❤️🍀🌺💛
This is as about as near to a holiday as I'm getting this summer.
GTA V
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An earthenware plaque spotted at Willowpool reclamation yard and mounted by photographic means on a weathered, painted board and framed with a carved wood effect created in Xara Designer Pro.
I made this one for Heleen toddlertoes ..... with an image of her sweet daughter. Visit her photostream: www.flickr.com/photos/heleens/
This series of images explores the idea of a subject breaking free from the confines of its canvas—a metaphor for transcending limitations, expectations, or the boundaries of artistic expression.
However, not every attempt aligns perfectly with my initial vision. Sometimes, the result diverges from what the mind imagines or what an AI generates. These discrepancies highlight the unpredictable nature of both creativity and technology, where the final output can be as much a surprise to me as it is to you, the viewer. This unpredictability, while challenging, also adds to the uniqueness and authenticity of each piece.
❤️🍀🌺💛 AI-created images blend imagination with precision — a fusion of human vision and machine mastery, where dreams take form in light and texture. They’re beauty born from code, yet filled with soul.❤️🍀🌺💛
Entrance to the Frauenhofer Institut für Graphische Datenverarbeitung (institute for computer graphics) in Darmstadt, Germany. Please view in full size for best effect.
HDR, processed with Photomatix 2.5 and Photoshop Elements 5, exposure times between 1/30 and 1/500 sec.
I made this for Martine, of her daughter Danielle. I've created the dress in Photoshop, overlaying bits of lace and patterns. The design on the dress was made by overlaying leaves with Blending Modes. I've posted some details on my blog as to some of the steps I used to make it. :-)
galefraney.wordpress.com/2008/08/05/207/
For the past few months I've been working on a children's book, which I just finished. It is called GlitterGills, a story for children age 2 - 5 yrs. old. It will soon be available from www.flattenme.com
Now I've begun making a set of cards for the same company. I describe how I made them on my blog: galefraney.wordpress.com/
Traduzione in italiano sul mio blog.
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i suggest to see this photo in full resolution. I am very sorry for this translation... my english it's not so good...
i'm sorry even for the paint...it's the first time i paint something...
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In this picture the artist wants to express various aspects of its interiority.
The two figures in red are characterized from aggressive chromatic tonalities and represent the need of physical contact of the artist who degenerates in a homicide scene.
The topic of the physical contact is predominant all over the picture, in fact the scene is dense of feminine figures knots, than through large straight lines fake and completely anonymous yields come out. The feminine figures serve to define the more important figures in the scene and represent the unbreakable relationship between perceptions and sexiness, and with this way the painter feeds the sexiness in every perceived figure.
The painting shows many of the fears of the artist. The big clown with its tentacles represents the external world that makes pranks of the artist. The clown represents the fear of being considered crowds and the fear of being alone in the world. The conventional world is represented by the figures of two contemporary political leaders, that stand out in violet near the clown. The spirited figures represent Bush and Berlusconi, who assume an imaginary and spirited shape. The false shape that tricks the perceptions is a clear critic of their politics.
The political restlessness continues on the background in which we can see an American city, New York. We can recognize it by the presence of the statue of the freedom.
The palaces of the city are realized with flaming shapes, in order to indicate the streaming life that it is carried out inside them, and in order to indicate that the city burns, torn to pieces by corruption and luxury.
The statue of the freedom is turned towards two figures in explicit sexual attitudes, it is a lighthouse that gives them freedom that, however, is deprived of every moral meaning and is used just to free the own passion.
It wants to represent the other face of freedom that, being only empty propaganda from the conventional world (represented by the clown), becomes symbol of the alienation and the egoism of the modern man, incapable to use the freedom in order to serve the humanity. In this representation the modern man is enslaved by his passions and is able to use the freedom only for sexual pleasures or to transform it in violence (as it happens for the murderer in red). It's the modern society (the clown) that through the freedom transforms itself in a master of puppets and brings the murderer to complete its insane gesture.
Other elements are related to the painter interiority, like the camel in the left of the picture that is melted with the murderer. It is a memory of a travel carried out in youth by the artist to the center of the Egyptian desert. Then under the clown a goose finds a palce, that symbolizes the lake of Bolsena where the artist loved to pass the vacations.
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This magnificent image was done by students at Supinfocum Arles, Frances. I just added the text. It was in Computer Graphics.
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever
And you know that she's half-crazy but that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her
Then he gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer that you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind
And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him
He said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them
But he himself was broken, long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind
And you think you maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with her mind
Now, Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river
She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey on our lady of the harbor
And she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed, there are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love and they wil lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds her mirror
And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind
-Leonard Cohen
This Image has been created in ultra fractal and post edited and stylized in Adobe Photoshop cs6 . I used this effect to give feel of embellishment to these colorful flowers to make it more attractive.
This image is created by combining the images of 2 models. dizzz-stock.deviantart.com/ and xstalscar-stock.deviantart.com/
The Keep of the Sea of Yore
The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt
Freecam|Console debug enabler|No Dirty Lens Effect
Kaer Morhen is an inaccessible mountain stronghold which has been the headquarters of the witchers' guild for centuries. Its name derives from its original elven appellation — Caer a'Muirehen, meaning Old Sea Fortress. The castle's times of glory have passed, its battlements and moat have deteriorated, a cold wind blows through its spacious halls. Only a handful of witchers live here now, but in past times droves of young boys underwent gruesome training along the infamous "Gauntlet" near Kaer Morhen.
Years ago a horde of fanatics, their hatred incited by various publications defamatory of witchers, laid siege to Kaer Morhen. The mob would not have captured the fortress nor later turned it into a ruin without the help of mages. Practically all those who were in the Old Sea Fortress during the assault perished. From among those witchers who called Kaer Morhen home, only a few survived the massacre, merely because they were out on their Paths at the time. The bones of the dead remain at the bottom of the moat surrounding the stronghold, left there as a reminder of the massacre that was born from hatred directed against changelings.
Sorry to bore yall who have already played this one (nearly everyone! :) Expect lots more shots as i progress. Not the best of shots, this one, but the first view we encounter in the game.
This is the first digital art piece since I finished school. I now have time again to do digital art !!
I began this one yesterday at about 6 p.m. and just finished it now. I worked all night and have not yet slept. So it took me a marathon 24 hours without a break in betwen. Right now my legs are cramping and I am almost hallucinating from lack of sleep. But I am feeling very happy.
This file ballooned up to 9 gigs in size in the uncompressed layered format. At full size it is 7200 x 10800 (24 x 36 inches @ 300 dpi. I was so happy that one of my Flickr friends told me abut the PSB large file format, because in the past I was always using PSD, which allows a maximum of 2 gigs. So I used to always flatten a bunch of layers. Now I don't have to do that, using the PSB large format.
cordovaraven left a comment on my stream, kindly offering me some of his raven photos to use in a future graphic. I used 3 of them to build this 'character' (eyes and beak from one, torso from another and some spunky feathers from yet another).
Visit his photostream with the most magnificent photos of Alaska: www.flickr.com/photos/64351863@N00/
"Dark lord of the Sith, this infernal battle looms large, dangling my meagre fate betwixt fetid death and exultant glory.
Please guide me upon which of these machines to steed on this bastard day.."
-Unknown Soldier
On Friday I was in the most creative mood. I had at least 5 strong ideas in my imagination and wanted nothing more than to sit down for 11 hours straight and work on a digital art piece. But I had school all day. So I began this one late last night and worked on it again today, finishing it just now, at 4:16 a.m. It took me about 14 hours in total to complete.
No Man's Sky 1.3
Give up learning, and put an end to your troubles.
Is there a difference between yes and no?
Is there a difference between good and evil?
Must I fear what others fear? What nonsence!
Other people are contented, enjoying the sacrificial feast of the ox.
In spring some go to the park, and climb the terrace,
But I alone am drifting not knowing where I am.
Like a new-born babe before it learns to smile,
I am alone, without a place to go.
Others have more than they need, but I alone have nothing.
I am a fool. Oh, yes! I am confused.
Other men are clear and bright,
But I alone am dim and weak.
Other men are sharp and clever,
But I alone am dull and stupid.
Oh, I drift like the waves of the sea.
Without direction, like the restless wind.
Everyone else is busy,
But I alone am aimless and depressed.
I am different.
I am nourished by the great mother.