Mini art-dump (Digital painting, traditional watercolour, sculpture, poetry)

[Maloof?]

Just a little art-dump.

Comments/criticism are welcome.

Digial speed painting, [B]'Islands I'[/B], roughly 3 hours.

[IMG]http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2011/136/4/1/speed_paint___islands_1_by_zacharyhogan-d3gguc7.jpg[/IMG]

Digital painting, [B]'Company, soon'[/B]

[IMG]http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/140/2/c/company__soon__by_zacharyhogan-d3grsm9.jpg[/IMG]

[I]And we made a window
for all of our friends
and then we waited;
until the end.

[/I]Sculpture (card), [B]'Hidden Workings'[/B]

[IMG]http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/193/8/f/hidden_workings_by_zacharyhogan-d3njwml.jpg[/IMG]

Quick watercolour, [B]'Evening Landscape'[/B]

[IMG]http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2011/137/9/0/15_05_11_evening_landscape_by_zacharyhogan-d3gjm6z.jpg[/IMG]

I'm also doing 'Poetry 365', where I (try to) write one poem every day. Here are some of the better poems so far.

[B]'Sentenced III, The Ocean'[/B] [Part of an ongoing series that you can find here: [URL]http://zacharyhogan.deviantart.com/gallery/31230095[/URL]]

[I]A brittle soup,
cool, foul;
stinging, slithering.
Coughing, retching,
swallowing more;
necessarily.

The sun rose over a distant ocean.
[/I]

[B]'Dew'[/B]

[I]Dew-drops bulge
and collect themselves,
breath by breath,
from a damp morning sky.

Sitting,
waiting.

A light blossoms,
golden blue,
lithe and clear.

Sitting,
waiting.

She dances
through fields,
chasing shadows
across valley,
and ridge,
laughing as they flee
into little rabbit-holes.

Sitting,
waiting.

And she returns,
just as she promised;
not too late,
not forgotten,
never too busy.

Sitting,
waiting.

And she smiles,
and kneels;
lips
brushing cold, empty
water-spots,
on every leaf,
and every blade.

Sitting.

With every kiss
a speck;
a golden life,
shining out.
They bulge,
one last time;
just a little.

And they roll,
one by one.
Crawling across the green.
Heavier,
just.

And the edge comes
and goes,
and the world below pulls.
A silent struggle,
and they stretch.

And soon they fall,
bodies gently tumbling,
through the ageing air.

And soon,
in a golden burst,
of one thousand specks
of warm, ageless light,
they break.

And begin to wait
for tomorrow.
[/I]

[B]'The Well[/B]' [inspired by this [URL]http://lakandiwa.deviantart.com/art/The-Well-of-Souls-208318602[/URL] work by another artist]

[I]He lifts another bucket
from his well of souls,
white hands working
as the formless figures
rise once more.

No sweat falls
from his ageless brow,
no breath draws
through his open mouth,
as he pulls
pulls the lives closer
a Master of destiny.[/I]

[B]'Swans'[/B]

[I]One million shards
of planet,
darting outwards,
into the black;
piercing
the eternal night,
beginning
their eternal flight,

a swan song.

The last one.

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[/I]And finally, one of my current work-in-progress pieces, 'Esthel Lighthouse II'

[IMG]http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/191/e/a/esthel_lighthouse_2___wip_1_by_zacharyhogan-d3kxsg8.jpg[/IMG]

Thanks for taking a look! :dance:

[Maloof?]

Just found this old sketch. Hopefully I'll have time to develop it some more in the next couple of months.

[img]http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/194/8/9/concept_____looking_out___by_zacharyhogan-d3p75ku.jpg[/img]

[wewt!]

You should work a bit on your perspective, also I like the concept of your sculpture, but the execution could've been neater. You can see the construction lines and the cut outs are sloppy.

[Maloof?]

Thanks!

Yeah, the sculpture thing was just a mock-up/material experiment, but I see what you mean

[LimeDeer]

The poem 'dew' was pretty nice.