Kerem Beyit - Charlotte

This is a personal work of Kerem Beyit, that now you can get to know a lot better from The art of Kerem Beyit. I love all and every detail in this art work.

When I look at this picture all that comes into mind is the song Hoist the Colours:

The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her Bones.
The seas be ours
and by the powers
where we will we'll roam.

Yo, ho, all hands.
Hoist the colours high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

Yo, ho, all together.
Hoist the colours high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

Some have died
and some are alive
others sail on the sea
– with the keys to the cage...
and the Devil to pay
we lay to Fiddler's Green!

The bell has been raised
from its watery grave...
Hear its sepulchral tone.
A call to all,
pay heed the squall
and turn your sail to home!

Yo, ho, all together.
Hoist the colours high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

The lyrics were written by Ted Elliott and Terry Rossio.
The music was composed by Hans Zimmer and Gore Verbinski.

Linda Bergkvist - Eireequel

The feeling of freedom, of weight lifted can be found in the most familiar faraway memories even while listening to Break the Chains.


"Second commissioned image for Mason.I enjoyed painting this one thoroughly. For all that it is flawed, as all my images are, I smile when I look at it, at the moment :] And my client was very happy.~"From darkness, to light, for you -"Whispered, a breath of honey in the air tinged with emeralds."I turned my back on my friends,"A rustle of leaves. A soft trail of air against a cheek. Locks of ashes and ebony.", I turned my gaze from my family,"Fingertips, alabaster pale and softer than ice,", and you - you turned my lips from yours."His palm drifts like a feather against the trunk of a tree. Rough, the bark. Digging into his palm. It should have been a caress. It should have been her, but it is not. "From darkness, to light, for you -"Eyes, closing."but you... pushed me back into shadows." in http://enayla.gfxartist.com/artworks/16829

Drakengard - New World Order

in http://www.rpgfan.com/pics/dod/art.html

Drakengard - New World Order (The Kovenant)

Neste rpg desenvolvido pela cavia, em cooperação com a Square Enix e a Take-Two Interactive, a história desenvolve-se em torno de dois amigos, Caim e Inuart, num cenário de guerra entre duas facções, a União e o Império. Alguns dos humanos, como o Caim, fizeram um pacto com uma criatura poderosa em troca de algo, um preço. O preço que um humano que fez o pacto paga varia muito, pode ser uma qualidade física como a visão, voz, audição, ou qualidades de natureza mais abstracta como o tempo ou emoções como a alegria.

A forma mais gráfica de pagamento por algo que tantos acreditam ter como direito garantido. No entanto, nas regras de etiqueta da Natureza, primeiro dá-se e só depois se pede ou recebe. É reconfortante ver essa regra antiga impressa num jogo na forma de um selo, para celebrar o pacto.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_World_Order_(conspiracy_theory)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_world_order

The Kovenant - New World Order:

Stand aside for the new world order
Systematic... Aristocratic...Don't deceive yourself get out of the way
We command and you obey
Beautiful to be the Joker
Cursed by an all-to human future
Things you cannot defeat you start to believe in
New generations - Synthetic nations

I am your loving hate... This is the new world
I am your loving hate... This is the new world

Old-school fascism is on the rise
Narcissistic... Evangelistic...So many things are only here to be hated
No need for love when the world is sedated
Beautiful to be the Joker
Cursed by an all-to human future
The world burns with death as a lover
It's systematic for the coming new order

I am your loving hate... This is the new world
I am your loving hate... This is the new world

World-wide genocide - Mass religious suicide
Immoral seduction - Digital corruption

I am your loving hate... This is the new world
I am your loving hate... This is the new world

Lauren K. Cannon - The Hunt

"Hesobahn of the Dhuriiehm. The sister of Ii'saijha. Done for a workshop in issue 33 of ImagineFX magazine.Had a lot of little breakthroughs while painting this...actually, most of my recent work has been full of little breakthroughs. It's a good feeling, even though it reminds me how stupid I still am. Crits are welcome, but I'm already aware the bottom half isn't up to par with the top... I fell really ill right before the deadline and had to make some sacrifices. Photoshop and Painter. Thanks for looking" in http://navate.gfxartist.com/artworks/169932

So impressive this work.
Persistência, paciência, resistência...
Carefull steps so the dry grass doesn't scream.
Talvez encontre a presa antes que a chuva lave a terra.
Not even a bird in the sky, not a sound...

Eclipse parcial da Lua

http://pontoestrela.wordpress.com/2008/08/07/160/

Amaranth Elixir

The wounded angel by Hugo Simberg

A Rose and an Amaranth blossomed side by side in a garden,
and the Amaranth said to her neighbour,
"How I envy you your beauty and your sweet scent!
No wonder you are such a universal favourite."
But the Rose replied with a shade of sadness in her voice,
"Ah, my dear friend, I bloom but for a time:
my petals soon wither and fall, and then I die.
But your flowers never fade, even if they are cut;
for they are everlasting."

Aesopo



Amaranth elixir - provavelmente o segredo dos deuses e uma lança incisiva sobre a ganância humana.

Ederlezi - ode ao renascer

Ederlezi has it's origin in the combination of the names names of the prophets Hidir or Eder - guardian of animals, poor people, giver of abundance, and Ilyas or Elezi - guardian of waters, animals, health. Both of them meet on St. George eve to restore nature.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWr-mGWj0vk

The celebration of Life and the awaken of the eternal Spring. Desde as mais variadas lendas e histórias...onde o veado entra na caverna onde dorme a personificação da Primavera. Sonolenta, ela toca no nariz húmido do veado e desperta com o seu bafo quente. O nobre animal, ajoelha-se e deixa que ela se agarre ao seu pêlo e chifres, e ainda cambaleante, a Primavera sai da caverna e vê o que fez o Inverno. Ainda agarrada ao veado e percorrendo as florestas, ela cumprimenta o sol e instiga a jovem vida a sair da timidez e torpor invernantes. Tempo de renascer, convida, de mão estendida e sorriso ameno.

Art Work above "Sanctuary" by Min Yum inspired by Warcraft Universe.