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trying on a metaphor
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Dima Rebus - Moving/What Is The Time Difference? (2017)
Hello Everyone!
Here are the final photos of Bjorn the Fell-Handed, and the whole “At Night They Howl” diorama.
If you like miniature painting at all, follow this man. He's at another level.
Who knew toads need hats as well?
Jean Grey and Cyclops by Greg Capullo and Harry Candelario from X-Force #18 (1993) which was Chapter 12 of the X-Cutioner’s Song saga.
Thought of the Day: Intellect is a mask for traitors.
Green Leader, art and story by Daniel Warren Johnson, colors by Matt Davis
Oh, wow.
Arvel Crynyd, Green Leader
How beautiful is that?
Utahceratops - start to finish!
The Raptor Red Snow Sled by Zubin Erik Dutta AKA amorousdino
After months of eager waiting I can finally share this… meet Dakotaraptor, the giant dromaeosaur from Hell Creek! This is the first giant raptor known from this formation, and—more significantly, in my view—the first giant raptor with robust, obvious, unmistakable quill knobs. At over 16 feet in length, this magnificent fellow was in the upper size range for Utahraptor, though very differently proportioned: where Utahraptor is stout and muscular, Dakota was lanky and lithe, like a scaled-up Deinonychus. Here I’ve shown it alongside the early shorebird Cimolopteryx for scale.
This is the first of two major illustrations I’ve done for the study. Don’t want to overwhelm everyone at once, so I’ll hold off on the other for a day or so.
Read the paper here! Now excuse me while I climb to the top of a mountain and shout to the heavens… yes, we now have proof that large dromaeosaurs were feathered. Deal with it.
Happy Birthday, Jack Kirby!
*August 28, 1916 - February 6, 1994. RIP, King.*
The two wander out of the thicket and into an open field. Through the few trees the one machine spots a figure laying in the snow. Like an eager puppy tethered to its master she tugs the other along and stands over the body.
Clearly they have ventured further south then he had anticipated. It was a rare thing to come across a corpse as decomposed as this in the tundra from whence they came. As the years pass there are fewer and fewer humans able to survive on the dwindling, untainted, resources. Little to none have managed to carve out a living up north and most have already migrated to the equator. The discovery of one dead does not mean there are others camped nearby. Likely this one died of natural causes, possibly left by fellow travelers, maybe he was alone. In any case, it should not be cause for concern.
She stands still. No movement save her eyes scanning the figure from top to bottom. There is a whirring sound followed by a series of clicks, and she breaks out of her trance. She kneels before it and then turns toward him with a slight smile, “ Can you fix it?” she asks with an exaggerated, exited tone. This must be the first time she has seen a human. or at least, the first time since she was re-activated. - he tells her no, it’s dead. “I was dead too. We can find parts for it!”.
She doesn’t understand yet, what it is to be a machine. He remains silent, and she looks back at him and her expression goes neutral once more. She then turns her head back and for a brief fraction of a second before her hair covers her face he catches a genuine glint of sadness.
I recently discovered this artist, Michael MacRea, and fell love with his work. Check it out, you might too.
Ukiyo-e Heroes is a project that recreates classic video games in the form of classical style Japanese paintings.
Simply awesome