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Little Red Riding Hood: The Beginning

"Once upon a time there was a sweet little girl. Everyone who saw her liked her, but most of all her grandmother, who did not know what to give the child next. Once she gave her a little cap made of red velvet. Because it suited her so well, and she wanted to wear it all the time, she came to be known as Little Red Cap."

CMYK Epiphany

"CMYK Epiphany"

In this world
I have taken form
A lovely body
That shall be worn
My feet they walk
These eyes do see
Millions of colors
As the world flows by me
The ghost of my future
Wanders into the past
Whispering into the wind
That this world will not last
The mother of us all
Sits silently to gaze
Upon her dancing children
May they dance for all their days.

Poem: Jessica Eileen Allen
Model: LeChat

Drawing Hands Revisited

My depiction of Escher. As well as my contribute. With a little bit of Lombi. In case you want to get yourself some surreal art prints click on the image thingie above.

Beneath Revisited

Beneath Revisited is the artwork from where Lassie, ArtWorld's mascot originated. It was also used on several versions of my website.



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Birth Revisited. Also available as a wallpaper and limited edition print.

Digital Icarus Revisited

To escape, Daedalus built wings for himself and Icarus, fashioned with feathers held together with wax. Daedalus warned his son not to fly too close to the sun, as it would melt his wings, and not too close to the sea, as it would dampen them and make it hard to fly.

They successfully flew from Crete, but Icarus grew exhilarated by the thrill of flying and began getting careless. Flying too close to the sun god Helios, the wax holding together his wings melted from the heat and he fell to his death, drowning in the sea. The Icarian Sea, where he fell, was named after him.

Model: Marko Lavric from the group Anavrin. Also available as a limited edition print.

Guardian Angel

So suddenly it seems our roads diverged,
Leading us down paths likely to never meet again;
But like an angel your spirit follows me always
An angelic spirit beckoning me to recall days gone by,
Days when everything was strange and new.
When your sweet serenity calmed every fear,
Whether it was you hypnotic eyes,
Your glowing warmth or graceful presence,
Or the smile that I still see today.

Dedicated to Stasha.

Little Cuts In My Throat aka Handomen 4

Just completed my new article directory and wanted to post some more artwork here. So here goes.

Greetings and Salutations

This is the first of the last of the middle posts in this blog along with some strange artwork. Interested? Well ... in any case ... more is coming.

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