Autumn Haze

Inundated By Random Voids Of Continuance

Annotated Delineations Of Depth Perception Slain By Impropriety

Belated Valentines

Ascending Through Scenes Gathered

I took an earlier piece and played with it a bit.  I wanted to create a scene where you have a stain glass type background off set by a cluster of chaos and in between a cloud-like spiral staircase rising above it all.

The Permanence of Wind

A Damning Suspicion

Days of Earth and Stone

On the fields of battle, forward vision is a blur.  The only clarity comes through the reflections of the weapons we wield.  Therein, we witness the damage we've done this day.

Day or night, the darkness will distort one's truth.  Through our weapons, the carnage we've caused, shines brighter than the nightmares in each our every pause

Approaching new terrain, we will not feel the frigid air.  We will only march onwards as our directives are detailed.  If we glance within our blades, a different scene paints the fields  last known

In the end, time will claim both man and deadly steel.  Many moons will keep our victories and losses relegated to the words of passers-down.  Some day though, our remains, both bone and steel, will be found and claimed.  Many thoughts may arise, how deadly blades fare the least well of all.  They grow brittle as the ground it rests within.  Makes one wonder why the sieging every stirred, if any side truly won, such a war that only ends in dirt and stone.

Anatomy of a Wavelength

A Diagonal Approach to Invasion

Chaos in a Bottle, if that Bottle were the Sleeping Mind

Paradise: Infected

Ice Adheres Where Warmth's Devoid

A Windstorm of Velocity

Colors shifting focus,
in and out, up to down
swirl to swirl, blends to curl,
sharp and changing,
palettes a blur,
a windstorm striking
each brushstroke, just
as the inspiration for
design is invoked
and each hue
kindly, softly,
not so gently,
spoke and spoke.

Sea of Souls (2 Vantage Points)

Aversion to Self (Neptune's Flood)

A Hectic Day in The Squall

Shades of Identity

This piece I had done the other day.  I was going to use as a companion image to the poem I had composed for Poetics, which I hosted tonight over at D'Verse.  But forgot to include it with that poem, and thought it still should be shown, so I'm putting it up here, where it'll get along just fine with the rest of my paintings.

Love, Abandoned to the Heaviness Inside

Creativity, as seen through Chromatic Daggers Drawn to Spark