Forum: Bryce


Subject: Fantasy ....the lands of... challenge entry November 2002

madmax_br5 opened this issue on Nov 12, 2002 ยท 14 posts


madmax_br5 posted Tue, 12 November 2002 at 9:41 PM

Here's mine. Follow the supplemental diagrams for a suggested viewing method. Here's a supplemental quote: "We have only one story. All novels, all poetry, are built on the never-ending contest in ourselves of good and evil." - John Steienbeck.

Zhann posted Tue, 12 November 2002 at 11:46 PM

Too weird! Nice work...=}

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bikermouse posted Wed, 13 November 2002 at 12:42 AM

what Zhann said.


Elsina posted Wed, 13 November 2002 at 5:03 AM

Agreed on that! :-))


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cshaftoe posted Wed, 13 November 2002 at 8:19 AM

I don't understand.... The Bryster (Chris)


Rayraz posted Wed, 13 November 2002 at 8:53 AM

My neck hurts :) Nice concept. I don't really like the landscape on the left, it misses something. I don't know what, but it misses something.

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airflamesred posted Wed, 13 November 2002 at 9:27 AM

thats two ways of looking at it


madmax_br5 posted Wed, 13 November 2002 at 9:58 AM

Well the concept is supposed to be that one man's fantasy is another's hell. It may be so even within ourelves, in that something we desire so much can cause so much pain.


big_hoovie posted Wed, 13 November 2002 at 10:34 AM

I think your poser guy has a broken neck :D seriously though, great pic!


lsstrout posted Wed, 13 November 2002 at 12:28 PM

Funky idea and good job blending the two images in the middle. Lin


EricofSD posted Thu, 14 November 2002 at 12:06 AM

Dante never thought of this!


madmax_br5 posted Thu, 14 November 2002 at 3:03 AM

I was actually trying to find a quote from dante but i couldn't...if anyone has one I'd love to hear it. - Max


bikermouse posted Thu, 14 November 2002 at 4:09 AM

"Here lamentation, groans, and wailings deep Reverberated through the starless air, So that it made me at the beginning weep. Uncouth tongues, horrible shriekings of despair, Shrill and faint voices, cries of pain and rage, And, with it all, smiting of hands, were there, Making a tumult, nothing could assuage, To swirl in the air that knows not day or night, Like sand within the whirlwind's eddying cage." - Inferno, Canto III, Lines 22-30


bikermouse posted Thu, 14 November 2002 at 4:50 AM

MadMax,
From the section of "The Devine Comedy"
Entitled "The Inferno" . Remember, the original is in Italian - this is only one of many translations.