Hiboux: One of my four rescued friends
"If you talk to the animals they will talk with you and you will know each other.
If you do not talk to them you will not know them, and what you do not know you will fear. Â What one fears one destroys."
--Chief Dan George (1899 - 1981)
The avatar I use is a photo of a kitten who adopted me last fall. She came to my door one night, hungry and cold and in need of shelter. I had already adopted a rescued dog and 2 fostered cats (I have a friend who works in animal rescue), but another friend told me that being chosen by a cat was a special thing, so, here she is in her new home. I called her Hiboux (French for owl for those who don't already know), since she reminded me of a snowy owl tapping on my door.
Sorry I need a new digital camera. The one used for this photo was one of the first ones ever made that utilizes a floppy disc. I am attached to it, but thought it was more important to show off my kitty here since this is merely my "home" page and not a display of my digital art. I'll update it as soon as I can.
I live in the US Midwest, have a degree in landscape design, compete nationally (only in the US so far)Â in dancesport, and choreographed contemporary dance for over a decade. I've been writing since childhood--mainly for my own amusement. A few of my poems have been published in obscure places and I used to write many interviews which were published online for years. None of my novels have met the public eye yet and that's OK because for me "the joy is in the journey." Â
I'm hooked on creating digital art. I stumbled upon it when I worked online for 11 years as a content editor and became intrigued watching the medium grow. 3D art feels like a good niche for me combining movement, landscape, my love of nature, history, art, technology, myth and storytelling . . .  I love to experiment with software and hope to continue to grow as an artist. I'm in awe of many of the beautiful works shared on this site. I've also begun a blog here called "A Novelist's Adventures in Digital Art" where I list useful sites and tools I find along the way:
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I consider myself a beginner at digital art. We all have to start somewhere. I try to encourage other creatives on all skill levels as often as I have time. I learn a lot from the artists I favorite here and even from private emails with tips if you feel so inclined. I dont allow ratings in my gallery anymore, because I don't believe in "grading" art--it doesn't fit into my personal philosophy. That said, I do often admire many of the talented professional artists and am happy when they are showcased on the art charts here and feel the rating system--though it has flaws--is important to honor excellence.  I do appreciate any comments and appreciate constructive criticism and suggestions.
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"Every artist was first an amateur."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Comments (18)
stevey3d
Wonderful image! Excellent colours and contrast!
Vanadis11
Beautiful composition, excellent work!
ldynghtwng
Beautiful sensitive image! Amazing how much an abstract design can convey!
meico
A deep tangled knot of indigo as the core of grief surrounded by a sea of various shades of blue sadness ... the symbolism is very powerful and effective. Mike
wannes
Very surreal looking piece of work!! Well done!
e-brink
What we call the beginning is often the end And to make and end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from. And every phrase And sentence that is right (where every word is at home, Taking its place to support the others, The word neither diffident nor ostentatious, An easy commerce of the old and the new, The common word exact without vulgarity, The formal word precise but not pedantic, The complete consort dancing together) Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning, Every poem an epitaph. And any action Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start. We die with the dying: See, they depart, and we go with them. We are born with the dead: See, they return, and bring us with them. (This is an extract from 'Four Quartets' by T.S. Eliot)
Jollyself
lovely....it looks like a fractal inck blot.... love the luminosity
bogart137
It´s a kind of miracle to see how feelings are transformed into a work of art. And this is a great example.
algra
Smart work, very unusual and original, I love these experiments.
Platin
I like the title. The part 2 affiliated perfect to your previous scene. Atmospheric and nice work!!!
atsoram
Nice ikdea!!!! I really Like the Detail!!! Nice Job!!
Zazou
Wonderful design and colors with subtile details !
RBlue
Not sure if you intended this idea but this looks like an image which appears to be a tear in the fabric of space and time, revealing the great beyond.
NekhbetSun
A marvelous depiction ...well done !
Optiramma
cool, looks like an electron scan
RobyHermida
Outstanding !!! ROBY ;o)
Djavad
Curieux, très curieux !
anahata.c
this is so touching and I can't begin to say why. It feels like an image in mourning but which recognizes a deep dawning light. The blues & greens here are mournful but very generative, like the colors we might find in a seed or in the blooming parts of the innermost chambers of the heart. I see the kind of canopy of light that you had in the prairie fire, only here it's transformed into a greenish blue sweep. And the blue creature/form bleeding into your picture, like a watercolor wash, is alive, it's like grief in the form of a primal creature, and for reasons I can't describe, it feels like it holds great hope inside. The droplets falling down—perhaps tears—are in patterns; so once again life is imposing its dance on this moment of grief. It's amazing you did all this in the wake of a loss; your soul was in pain, but your inner soul was whispering dances to come. Beautiful. I'll see the last one when I'm here next. (I want to take them a few days apart...)