#sea aesthetic

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There’s something almost magical about moonlight on the sea

This was just going to be a moodboard about the sea, but then I remembered one of my newest OCs, who

This was just going to be a moodboard about the sea, but then I remembered one of my newest OCs, who just happens to be a demigoddess of the sea. She’s not happy, not happy at all.


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random sketch and brush experiment

there are 2 IDs, the first for a quick overview and the second under the read-more for a more detailed description of the paintings. I’m trying out a new way of doing IDs, constructive feedback is very welcome!

[summarised ID: two sketchy digital illustrations in grey and blue tones. in the first illustration, there is a figure standing on the left, back facing the viewer. they have roughly shoulder blade-length hair that a gust of wind is sweeping to the right. in front of them, in the distance, there is what can be interpreted as falling stars. in the second illustration, the same figure is horizontally flipped and is now on the right side of the piece, while the star-like streaks have become more like a huge wave, swirling around the figure chaotically. end short ID]

[more detailed ID: for the first illustration, the things that appear to be falling stars are made of thick diagonal streaks of messy brush strokes grouped together in a pointillism style. each dot is oval-shaped with ragged edges, and a slightly different color than the rest, though they form one cohesive greyish overall color. the background is a flat fill of dark gray, the figure’s hair is grayish blue, their cloak is a faded blue, and the star-like streaks are purplish grey, accented by cyan glimmers in some parts. all the streaks start from the top and head down, at an angle from left to right. there is a large streak in the foreground, nearer the viewer than the figure, heading towards the right corner. in front of the figure and in the background, there is a middle sized streak heading downwards at a similar angle, and a small, faded and thin streak further back.

for the second illustration, the waves start at the right of the image, flow down and then curve upwards and fill the entire left portion, and crest over the top of the image. it gives an immersive feeling, like the viewer is standing inside the crashing waves. there are a few waves that decrease in saturation as they head to the background, giving a tunnel effect. the nearest wave is bright cyan, then the other waves are light green, blue, faded blue, and then varying shades of greyish blue that eventually blend into the background. the figure is more sketchy and unfinished than in the previous illustration, and there is a watermark in the shape of a bird wearing a top hat on their left. the figure is also placed higher in the illustration, so the top part of their head is cropped off. end ID]

OK I’m never doing this again, it’s way too tiring. sorry

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to finding;

hands reaching out towards each other in the depths of the sea, a lone lighthouse standing in the midst of the ocean, waves that roar and grow only taller, the sea spray and the salty breeze kissing your face, odd things washing up onto shore, letters written in cursive and effortless script, beholding the words of a lover.

hi it’s been a hot minute because of life and everything but i present to you: nautica, a collection of aesthetics of the sea.

to seeking;

ships out at sea waiting to be sailed, sails caught in the wind, the crash and lull of waves against a rocky shore, the sound a symphony of promises of a new life, a telescope atop scattered maps and papers, a misty seascape before you, beckoning you closer.

⋆* –♕; greek myth / modern aphrodite ▸ imagined in summer pastels ❜sometimes she returns to the sea,

⋆* –♕; greek myth / modern aphrodite ▸ imagined in summerpastels

sometimes she returns to the sea, even now. in the passenger side of lovers’ cars or gazing from the balconies of bright motels, she watches the beach grass sway and the waves roll to the shoreline in cycle. you’ll find her at the boardwalk waiting to be kissed at the the peak of the ferris wheel, or beneath canted umbrellas, tilting her shades down the bridge of her nose as someone just as lovely passes by. the world may change – but she does not. 


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⋆* –♕; MERMAIDS ▸ maidens of the sea ❜❝ …a strange marvel. It is woman for half its length; b

⋆* –♕; MERMAIDS ▸ maidens of the sea ❜

❝ …a strange marvel. It is woman for half its length; but the other half, from thighs to feet, stretched out in a fish’s tail. ❞


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