My Alien Plasma I made two digital artworks, each with a different approach. The first, Alien Plasma Neo, uses advanced digital editing to show a highly detailed energy being. The second, Plasma Alien, is a gestural painting that focuses on raw emotion. My interest in the 'energy being' theme comes from a lifelong curiosity about forces and life forms beyond what we usually see. I find energies and unseen phenomena fascinating because they represent transformation, vitality, and the mystery at the centre of my creativity. I want to explore how to visually convey inner power and life force, using both digital tools and painting techniques. I like experimenting with different tools to change an artwork. Comparing these two pieces shows how my intent shifts, much as a traditional artist might try out new media and methods. Alien Plasma Neo My first piece, Alien Plasma Neo, was all about hyper-definition and symmetry. I wanted to show this being at its highest energy, even down t...
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Our Pagan of Progress Our Protector
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She stands upon the city's precipice; the unyielding light of progress illuminates her figure. The steel and glass towers rise around her like the skeletons of a forgotten forest, a testament to the relentless forward march of time. Beneath her feet, the streets pulse with life—a river of humanity flowing endlessly, each soul rushing toward a future we do not yet understand.
She, the Pagan of Progress, alone understood the intricate dance of forces at play.
Her form is ancient and new, shaped by forces that neither men nor women could comprehend. There is power in her, a quiet, unspoken strength that lingers in the fabric of her being, woven with the threads of time itself. Her gown, gleaming with the city's light, is adorned with intricate patterns—branches, circuitry, roots entwined with wire—symbols of a world caught between what once was and what could be.
She does not belong here, not entirely. Yet she is bound to this place, this city that had forgotten its roots in the earth, for when they summon her, even if unknowingly. In their ceaseless striving for progress, for dominion over the natural world, they created her—an embodiment of the wild energy they sought to tame. She is their guardian and warning, a bridge between the earth's ancient magics and their machines' cold intellect.
The city whispers beneath her, a hum of electric life filling the air. But beneath that, softer, more distant, she can still hear the voice of the land. The rivers that had once flowed here, the trees that had long since fallen, the wind that had carried the songs of a people who had known this place before it was a city. She remembers, even if the city does not.
For all her stoic grace, for all the mechanical precision in her movements, she was of the earth. The old magic flowed through her veins, grounding her even as the city's bright lights reflected in her eyes.
She stands as our protector, a figure high above, watching over us all. We do not mention her name or understand what she is, but we feel her presence in our hearts. A reminder of something we had lost but might still reclaim if we dare.
And so, the Pagan of Progress kept her vigil. She is neither friend nor foe, neither saviour nor destroyer. She is the balance, the fine line between the earth and the stars, between the old and new worlds. And as the city hums and thrives beneath her, she waits—silent, patient—knowing that her time will come, as has always, when the world needs her most.
Description:
This experimental piece is a discordant narrative inspired by the ethereal sounds of blending ambient cityscapes with fractured melodies. It explores the tension between modern progress and ancient roots, using haunting visuals and dissonant city structures to evoke a dreamlike atmosphere in a sprawling urban jungle.
This artwork is protected by U.S. and International copyright laws. Distribution and/or modification of the artwork without written permission of the sponsor is prohibited.
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