#digital landscape
A girl camping with her cat. I enyojed so much practicing with this picture. I hope you like it ! :)
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15-minute landscape studies ( references xxxx)
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Image 1: a green mountain landscape painted in a bubbly digital style. Large puffy white clouds cast blue shadows over dull green hills and a few snowy mountain peaks. A dark green pine forest occupies the foreground. The sky is bright blue.
Image 2: a pastel river landscape. The sky is shades of dull purple, pale blue, and peachy pink with indistinct clouds in it. A river flows through the center of the painting and reflects the colors of the sky. Light green grass with pale yellow seeds grows along the banks with a dark green treeline in the far distance.
Image 3: a mountain landscape at sunrise. Pink and gold rays of the sun illuminate a green alpine meadow in the foreground dotted with fir trees. Several mountain ridges in shades of purple and maroon continue back to the horizon. The sun sits just above the final ridge. The sky is pink with light yellow clouds.
Image 4: a landscape on a mountain hiking trail. A brown dirt path continues partway up a green hill and disappears. There are dark green pine trees, with the most trees growing on the ridgeline. In the foreground there is a bush with sage green leaves and round yellow flowers. More patches of flowers and silver brush dot the hillside. The sky is blue. End ID/
Finished commission for DerangedFingers! This piece is the grand prize for them being top doner with the JonasUnderwater charity stream for Jonas (artofjonas on twitter)
My family and I recently moved to live in the city of Khobar, and we chose the vicinity of the sea. Here I gained a new habit: I now start my mornings by looking indefintely at the sea surface, which is always bright and on standby.
The sea unites with its surrounding for an ever-changing charm. It appears new, different and beautiful every time I look. It is beautiful when it reflects the sky, the sun’s rays or the color of the clouds, and it is beautiful if it hosts a swarm of birds, shows a silhouette of a fisherman or carries a distant boat, and is beautiful if it chooses to stay up with the stars or disappear in the darkness of the night.
Our love for the places is different from any other love. It is a love that we inhabit. For this, it never becomes a memory in itself, but rather a place for all memories. It colors them and colors us, and it is -in this particular sense- something larger than love. It is a feeling that I know very well -I am the son of as-Salt - but I don’t know a name for.
The sea keeps revealing its beauties to me every hour as if it realizes that. Its image will always resonate the echo of what I feel today, and tomorrow when I look back, I will see a young me wandering on its shore.
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