Something new in photoshop.

Photoshop work

Sci-fi Scene

Ghost in the lake

Wallpaper - made from scratch

Surreal photo manipulation

Website design, as used on blog

3D Studio Max models

Roman Theater

Cartoon castle

romantic scene

Head sculpt in 3DS

Side view

With ear added and basic textures

Tattoo design

Illustrator Layout

Photoshopped textures to flesh out colors

Dance

Her first view of the world is sky. Head tilted back, she gazes upwards, drinking in the wondrous sight of that wide expanse, of the limitless distance she could never comprehend. She arches her arm up, slowly, her hand climbing as far as it could go towards the light. 

She hears notes stringing together, soft. They rise up, surrounding her in a beautiful melody that seems to come from within her very being. With her eyes fixed to the sky, she knows what she must do. The music calls her, and she dances.

She brings her arm back to her body and stands on the tip of one foot, slowly turning. Her arms twine around her as she turns, faster, the music following her every movement. 

The song swells and she obeys. Her body slopes down, free leg rising into the air, forming a perfect line.

She wants to shout her happiness at everything, at living, at the music, and of the magnificent sounds and colors that spin around her as she dances. Doing so would ruin the moment, so she simply continues to express her joy with her graceful movements. 

She hears clapping, and her joy intensifies, knowing that she has pleased another with her own celebration.

The music slows, and she with it. Worry shakes her mind when her once flawless limbs begin to jerk along, uncontrolled. Her dance is no longer effortless. She can feel her joints creak. Her movements harden. The notes stretch out, chiming off-key. She is coming to an end.

With her last bit of will, she turns her head to the sky. The lights stop. The music ends with one long note. In her final moment, she is happy. Her last thought is how truly beautiful life is, and as her vision darkens, she smiles towards the loveliness of the sky.

“Mama, please let me wind it again!” 

“No, we spent enough time here. Let's go.”

The little girl glances back at the tiny dancer, then follows her mother home.

Character study

And in their eyes he saw something not unlike a quiet desperation, one that reached down inside of you and squeezed your heart just a little too tight. But there was nothing he could do for them. Not a damn thing.

So he walked by, his eyes sliding off of theirs, a whisper of forgiveness not making it past his lips. Again his mind turned, churning, to the other he couldn't save. But she was just one of many. He was a man of failures. Failures and unspoken apologies.

A darker storybook

Once there was a little girl who lived in a small town all by herself. She was a strange little girl, and did not play with the other children. The townspeople thought that she must be foolish to not want to play. So they all called her the stupid little girl.

The town was very hungry. The crops that gave them food died before they could be harvested. Everyone was hungry, except for the little girl.

The little girl liked to go to the forest. She knew where the good tasting mushrooms grew, and where the berries bloomed. She would go and gather all sorts of good things to eat.

One day the woodcutter saw the little girl carrying food. He was very hungry, so he asked her if she would share. The little girl saw how hungry he was, and she gave him all of her food for the day. The woodcutter ate quickly. 

"What a stupid little girl for giving away all her food!" He thought to himself.

The next day the tailor stopped the little girl as she was carrying more food from the forest. He told the little girl how hungry his family was, and how good the food looked. He asked if she would share it with him. The little girl thought about how hungry the tailor's family must be, so she gave him the food. The tailor left. 

"How stupid that little girl is! She gave me her food, and kept none for herself!" The tailor said.

The tailor and the woodcutter told the other townspeople about what the little girl did. The townspeople wanted the little girl's food, but did not want to go into the woods to look. So each day they asked the little girl for the food she had gathered, and each day she gave her food away to another towns person. 

As they ate, they all thought to themselves: "What a stupid little girl! She will give away everything if we only ask!"

After some time the crops came back, and the townspeople were happy they could eat as much as they liked again. They had a big feast to celebrate, and everyone in the town came out. Except for the little girl.

The townspeople thought she must have not been able to read the signs about the feast; after all, she was such a stupid little girl. So they went to her small house and opened the door to find her.

Inside, they found the little girl's skeleton. Scattered around her were rotting berries in baskets. The townspeople shook their heads and said to each other,

"What a stupid little girl! She had all this food and did not eat!"

They left the house and went to celebrate, all while thinking, "She really was a stupid little girl."