"What are you doing, woman?" asked Kheyral, knowing full well that she would scare the fish away. As soon as he began to approach her in order to push her away from the edge of the river cliff with a height of only 30 centimeters, so that this fool would not interfere with fishing and fishing. The woman jumped into the water faster than he reached her sleeve, from which something was peeking out, but he was not up to it. He looked at her irritably, watched as she splashed in the river, trying to keep her mouth open, plunging her head into the water.Β
He saw how the fat sockeye salmon ended up in her mouth, how she shook her head, and then climbed onto a large rock with her long nails, crouching down like a frog, preparing to jump back to shore. Mason, to put it mildly, was shocked by such an approach to fishing.
The woman wanted to growl something at him, but the twitchy salmon got in the way, saying that she pulled out the fish with her hand and stunned him by hitting a stone, spitting mud and other things from her mouth into the river.
"What are you looking at? Will you help me or not? If not, then get the fuck off my river, you bastard!" she barked, looking at him irritably, taking the fish back in her teeth, moving her hipbone in order to jump as close to the ground as possible.Β
I present to you an illustration based on the chapter "Sockeye Salmon Fish", but with slight changes and discrepancies between the text of the story and the plot of the painting (from a large river to a small one).
Perhaps one day I will edit the previous chapters a little before releasing a new key chapter.(β Β β κβ α΄β κβ )
For some, this day is related to the fact that tomorrow is Valentine's Day, but for others (and for me) It's the day of the movie Friday the 13th and Jason Voorhees πͺ
I really haven't watched all the movies with him and the comics (the only comic is Jason Voorhees vs Leatherface), but for me he's actually a cool character in terms of design, basic lore, and small details with him and the movies. π«
Good evening everyone, today I want to share a small upgrade of the sprites of one of the main characters, Leim Fawn.
I made the first sprites with him somewhere else in late spring or early summer, right now I'm looking and thinking, "what kind of skeleton did you get?" instead of the norms of a fashion design student (and a furry lover)
In short, I decided to update them a little bit, so that it would be more pleasant to look at him. π
Besides him, I also made sprites with Feodor in different clothes for the plot.
As for the plot, by the way, I'm slowly finishing it and there's a bit of editing left (namely day 2 and day 4), and I'm also trying programs for the graphical script editor so as not to get confused in the code in the future (I probably really need the help of a screenwriter or programmer, okay)
Well, I'll see you when something new comes along! π¦
usual for painting a plot rooted in baroque, romanticism and partly dramatic. However, a closer look quickly destroys this impression. The picture does not talk about gain - it talks about loss.
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In the center of the composition
white body lies
Albino deer. Her figure is deliberately brought to the fore, almost pushing people to the periphery of the image. The light falls on her softly and mercilessly at the same time, turning the dead body into something sacred - a victim, not a trophy. The color white, traditionally associated with purity and can also represent innocence, here becomes vulnerable.
β’The hunters, namely the Canadian hunter Mason Heiral and Dolores Stykova, froze for a moment in the moment of their argument. Their poses are tense, their gestures are sharp, but their faces are partially hidden in shadow. They argue not about the fact of death, but about the right to it. Their weapons are different: Heiral's crossbow and Dolores' axe, but the result is the same. This emphasizes the main idea of the scene: the method of violence does not change its essence.
Important detail -
lack of triumph. Neither character looks like a winner. Their figures seem to be squeezed by space, branches and shadow, as if nature itself refuses to recognize their right to this dispute. The deer's death turns out to be not a climax, but a backdrop for human vanity.
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β’The meaning of the picture is revealed deeper if you pay attention to the symbolism of the lost life. The killing of an animal with albinism can be read here not only literally, but also metaphorically - as the destruction of a unique, irreplaceable, something that did not belong to anyone. Particularly tragic is the consideration of a detail in the corpse: the belly is rounder, which hints that both the old life and the new one were killed. Killing here is not an act of survival, but a gesture of impatience, in which man robs nature of not only the present, but also a possible future.
The light in the picture resembles a court, not a sunset: it does not warm, but exposes. The space around seems to recede, leaving the viewer alone with the fact of what was accomplished. The world does not collapse - he silently accepts what happened, and it is this silence that becomes the heaviest element of the scene.
The painting captures a moment of moral blindness.
When the question βwho is first?β drowns out the question βwhat have we done?β
This is not a hunting scene, but a court scene - but the verdict in it remains unspoken.
Hayo everyone! I've decided to return to the OC x Canon with Jacob and translated my fanfic from my native language into English. I'll be glad if you read it! (β Κβ α΄β Κβ βΏβ )
Good afternoon, evening, night and morning to all! Today I'm sharing with you my first attempts (probably) to draw Daniel from w1wd normally. (β γ»β (β ο½ͺβ )β γ»β οΌ
Here you have the usual sketch and a sketch with coloring and chibi and..."wtf is this? π"
If you want more art with this Danko stand up, then make the post active (please :"( )