Releasing the crystal ball

Apart from the model and hut, everything else is painted from scratch.

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A Bleeding Heart

It was early morning. The night creatures were returning to their hiding places and the mist were starting to disappear. There were some rustling of large leaves and crackling of grass and undergrowth as a soft thump was heard. A jungle rodent was seen scurrying from one end of the clearing to another.
A wing had fallen off from a young timid angel as the first rays of morning light kissed her body. She was bleeding from the stump, and in pain, just as her heart was bleeding love. There was no one to wrap his arm around her, to feel safe with. It was way back, when Love was always there for her, but the memories were fading. With disbelief, came the disappearance of her fellowship of angels. Sometimes, she too had wondered if god really existed. The evidence grew stronger everyday – it was really part of human’s wish fulfillment. Everyone had been wishing for a ‘secret garden’ to feel complete with, if he or she so desired.
But it didn’t matter anymore. Her survival depended on the human will. If everyone could still work out their own ‘celestial destiny’, even if in their imagination, then she would one day be able to grow back her wing and soar above the clouds, and she would be able to air dance to the delight of her makers.

Story mine (c)

Painted from blank digital canvas.
Crap! I'm not good with wings, that's why I left out one. Hopefully, I'll be able to make better wings next time :-)

Song for inspiration: Flying without Wings by Westlife

Those Wandering Thoughts

She loves to sleep under a bright blue sky but still she is afraid......that when she wakes up, everything that she dreamt of will be gone.

Painted from scratch (blank digital canvas) using Wacom stylus and tablet. Model is referenced
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A Mother's Legacy

A long, long time ago, in the Valley of Hope, surrounded by tranquil forest and on this very spot where you're standing, a mother whispered her last parting words...

Just listen to your heart. A bit of tender love, a bit of Jurrasic Park (without the commercial XD), and a story that needs to be retold over and over again. This is my small contribution to a mother's undying love.

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Reflections

Painted from blank digital canvas, using my reliable Wacom Graphire2 stylus and tablet, which I've been using for the past 8 years, and free GIMP painting software.

From top to bottom:
Sun-kissed River
Quiet Reflection
Phang Nga Bay, Thailand

In FULL VIEW, they look much better =D

Kiss The Rain

Emma was devastated since she heard news about the death of her foster mother. For she had not known her biological parents ever since the government banned all forms of natural procreation due to a radiation leak that had attenuated the reproductive system of more than three quarters of the male population.
The whole world was plunged into dark ages since the social unrest and civil wars that occurred after the Greater Depression in 2010. She had been living in the poor, as it was with many people, in the slums near an abandoned 21st century industrial plant for as long as she could remember, and her now deceased foster mum and one other sister were her only family.
Not much technological advances had occurred for the past 100 years or so, except for prosthetic implants and gene therapy that could help the population live a better life towards their twilight years and prolong life. Climate migration too had been taking place, as the population strived to survive on whatever little resources that were available on this dwindling earth.
But Emma wasn't into all these! For her, she had been born into the wrong reality. The government had prohibited all forms of close proximity between the opposite sexes which had made life difficult for many young people in their productive lives.
Life held little meaning for Emma, until she met this man who had escaped from a health quarantine facility in the neighbouring zone. She had found the man she had been waiting for - someone to protect and comfort her. But their bliss was shortlived, as the Gestapo, a government arm that flushed out all forms of activities against the Code of Conduct quickly got wind of their tryst, and Emma could find herself in the convict chamber for the rest of her life. Welcome to the brave new world....

Story mine (c)
Is Big Brother watching? :-)

Model is courtesy of my sporting artist friend. Male model painted, using reference from posermaniac
Others are photomanipulated, some are painted

Music for inspiration Kiss the rain

Sultry

Portrait painting of Chinese actress, Liu Yi Fei
Took me many hours, spread over 1 week. I lack the imagination to put in more accessories on the woman XD
Hope this one's OK
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