The Ethereal Ascent The air in the room is violently still, creating a heavy pressure. She has long stopped looking at the clock, realising that time here is not a sequence but a weight. The waiting room has fractured; the mundane reality of plastic chairs and linoleum flooring splinters into a jagged, stained-glass fever dream. High-pitched frequencies of burning red and sickly blues vibrate as if hardened walls, echoing the frantic noise of a mind that has run out of distractions. Every sharp edge of colour feels like a spiritual siege, a sensory reminder that her momentum has been forcibly halted. There is no use in pacing. There is no use in resisting the authoritative hand of the "in-between." To survive this stall, she must stop fighting the current and become part of the stagnant water. She looks out, as if just awakened, and does the only thing left to recollect. She breathes. She waits. She waits for the shards to align once more. Be Creative and Innovative wit...
A surreal psychological vision: a male pilot encased in a glowing cocoon of nanoweave, thrashing violently as violet fire erupts around him. Flames are not literal fire but energy — psychic, electric, and cosmic — exploding from behind his eyes. The background collapses into a massive black-violet anomaly with swirling tendrils and burning light.
JB's body arches against invisible restraints, veins lit with purple energy. The scene conveys primal panic, loss of control, and raw instinct. High-energy sci-fi surrealism, extreme contrast, motion blur, cinematic intensity.
Vision I: The Violet Firestorm
It begins with the vice.
First, there is only the restriction. My body recoils—a violent, kinetic rejection of this cage—but the bindings hold fast. I am a pilot. My entire existence is defined by control, by the tactile feedback of the yoke under my thumbs. But my arms are pinned ruthlessly to my ribs. I feel the phantom vibration of the thrusters humming in my nerve endings, desperate to correct the vector, to pull up, but I cannot reach them.
The panic hits my gut like a physical blow, a nausea so profound it feels like I’m turning inside out. I open my mouth to scream, to roar against the dying of the light, but the sound is trapped in my throat, a silent vibration rattling my teeth.
Then, the ice hits. The cryo-fluid floods the chamber, freezing and burning simultaneously. It triggers the oldest part of my brain—the animal cornered by fate. The walls of the pod dissolve, and suddenly, I am watching from the outside. I see the Space Tourist—tiny, fragile, insignificant—drifting helplessly into the maw of the anomaly. It opens its throat and engulfs us.
Violet fire erupts behind my eyes. It is a full assault. I respond not with logic, but with explosive, automatic violence. I thrash against the weave, my lungs burning, incinerated by the desperate, primal push against the rising tide of terror. I am burning down, and no water in the universe can extinguish me.
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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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