“He Heweth Him Down Cedars, And Taketh The Cypress And The Oak, Which He Strengtheneth For Himself Among The Trees Of The Art

a painting of a circus tent with the number two on it
The monster (Mt. San Gorgonio) rises in the North, all hoary-frost above behemoth shoulders. Snake-like clouds adorning her, I crane my neck, Gaze fixed past the big white house toward uplifted boulders. And at the South, like his namesake martyr, Hyacinth (Mt. San Jacinto) has lost his head in cloud. Burned bones against a blue backdrop he wears that legacy proud. Between the two, another sunrise gleams and beams of brilliant, white-hot day flash forth: Accentuate Sonora’s west extremes, and last night’s moon forgot to go away.
A grand medieval hall in King Arthur's Camelot transformed by modern invention: armored knights in shining full-plate mail and nobles in velvet robes gathered around a large wooden table, intently reading freshly printed newspapers with bold 19th-century headlines like 'Merlin's Latest Blunder Exposed!' and 'Eclipse Prediction: Yankee Wizard Triumphs Again', ink still glistening on the broadsheets, one knight holding the paper upside down in confusion while another points excitedly at an advertisement for bicycles, flickering torchlight and early electric bulbs casting warm dramatic glows on faces and paper, rich textures on crinkled newsprint, polished armor reflections, ornate tapestries and stone arches in background with subtle printing press visible through an open door belching faint steam, vibrant colors with deep crimson reds, golden yellows, and inky blacks, god rays streaming through high arched windows at golden hour, hyper-detailed photorealistic fantasy style, epic cinematic composition capturing satirical anachronism and wonder,
Neon-Futurism Digital Art Style, Bioluminescent Sci-Fi Cosmic Setting, Symmetrical Masterpiece. A breathtaking, wide-angle shot that symbolizes the completion of the celestial cycle. The Rider & Bike Consistency: The lone motorcyclist—in the iconic sleek, armored suit and integrated helmet—is positioned in the center of the frame. They are riding the hubless "light-cycle" sportbike with its signature cyan and orange glowing wheel rings. The rider is perfectly balanced, speeding forward into the heart of the constellation. The Path (The Intertwined Ecliptic): The glowing blue laser-grid highway splits into two identical paths that spiral and weave around each other like a strand of DNA. The rider is caught in the moment of transition, centered between the two curving paths of light. The Pisces Presence: Looming on either side of the highway are two colossal, celestial Fish. These are not organic fish, but majestic constructs of shimmering violet nebulae and intricate golden circuitry. One fish swims upward, the other downward, creating a massive circular motion that frames the entire scene. The Connection: A glowing "silver cord" made of concentrated starlight connects the two fish, arching over the rider like a bridge of pure energy. Atmosphere & Finale: The background is a dense, colorful field of galaxies and star clusters in shades of deep plum, electric blue, and soft magenta. The entire scene glows with a harmonious, ethereal light, reflecting off the glossy road and the rider's chrome-finish armor. It is a moment of perfect cosmic equilibrium.
Neon-Futurism Digital Art Style, Bioluminescent Sci-Fi Cosmic Setting, High-Action Composition. A cinematic, low-angle "chase camera" view from behind the rider, looking forward into a perilous section of the cosmos. The Rider & Bike Consistency: The lone motorcyclist—wearing the same sleek, armored suit with integrated helmet—is leaning hard into a sharp, dramatic turn on the same hubless "light-cycle" sportbike from the previous scenes. The bike’s cyan and orange neon rings leave a zigzagging, vibrant light trail on the road as it maneuvers. The Action: The rider is narrowly evading two colossal, mechanical pincers that have slammed down onto the highway from the sides. Spark-like digital data fragments fly where the pincers missed the bike by mere inches. The Path (The Ecliptic): The glowing blue laser-grid highway is no longer straight; it is twisting like a scorpion’s tail through a dark, turbulent nebula of deep magenta and toxic green gas. The Scorpio Presence: Looming in the background, partially obscured by the nebula, is the massive celestial form of Scorpio. It is rendered as a terrifyingly beautiful construct of obsidian-colored geometry and glowing violet circuitry. Its stinger is arched high above the highway, glowing with a dangerous, concentrated golden light, ready to strike the path ahead. Atmosphere: Intense lighting contrast, with the bike's neon glow and the golden stinger cutting through the dark, moody colors of the Scorpio nebula.
a painting of a man jumping in the air
Out where the river runs wild and free and only the brave dare row; where the rapids are deep, and the challenge is fresh and it takes them where it means to go. With breakneck speed, grinning into the wind, standing straight on the bow of their craft, just a glimpse now and then of those captains you’ll catch flying by, near capsizing your raft. They’ve no time for advice to those standing on shore or to aid the ones just wading out, for their task is to pilot this current, they think, and it’s all they can do to stay out of the drink, and their lives could be gone in the space of a wink should they lose but a moment to doubt. Standing tall, they never must doubt!
a painting of a man with wings in the air
in the style of M.C. Escher, an array of endless staircases of impossible loops and bi-directional pathways, spiraling up like Jacob's ladder to heaven, Cinematic vibrant reflective neon-toned colors, black background
in the style of M.C. Escher, an array of endless staircases of impossible loops and bi-directional pathways, spiraling up like Jacob's ladder to heaven, Cinematic vibrant reflective neon-toned colors, black background
The San Gorgonio Pass, Mt. San Gorgonio) rises in the North, all hoary-frost and granite. Snake-like clouds adorning her peak, I gaze past the big white house toward her uplifted boulders. And at the South, Mt. San Jacinto has lost his head in cloud. Burned bones against a blue sky backdrop. Between the two, another sunrise gleams and beams of brilliant, white-hot day flash forth: They accentuate the Sonora desert’s west extreme, and last night’s moon forgot to go away.
Neon-Futurism Digital Art Style, Bioluminescent Sci-Fi Cosmic Setting, Fluid Motion Composition. A high-speed, kinetic shot where the rigid grid of space begins to liquefy and flow. The Rider & Bike Consistency: The lone motorcyclist—wearing the signature sleek, armored suit and integrated helmet—is crouched low in a speed-tuck on the hubless "light-cycle" sportbike. The cyan and orange neon rings of the wheels are spinning so fast they blur into solid circles of light. The bike is no longer on a flat road but is leaning into a deep, banking curve on a translucent "river" of light. The Path (The Fluid Ecliptic): The glowing blue laser-grid highway has transformed into a rushing river of "digital water"—a stream made of flowing binary code, liquid starlight, and shimmering teal currents that surge through the dark void. The Aquarius Presence: Looming in the background is the monumental celestial figure of Aquarius, the Water Bearer. He is a titan composed of deep sapphire light and translucent nebulae. He holds a massive, glowing urn made of white-hot star-fire, tilted downward. The Action: From the urn, a cascading waterfall of new stars and liquid data pours out, feeding directly into the highway the rider is traveling on. The rider is "surfing" the leading edge of this cosmic flood, with glowing spray and digital "droplets" of light kicking up from the wheels. Atmosphere: A sense of overwhelming scale and rushing speed. The colors are dominated by deep sapphires, electric teals, and the brilliant white-gold of the pouring stars, all reflecting off the rider’s visor and the bike’s polished chassis.
a painting of a river surrounded by trees and flowers
a man with a sword standing in the snow
“The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.” (Psalms 51:17, KJV)
Many therefore of his disciples, when they had heard this, said, This is an hard saying; who can hear it? John 6:60 (KJV)
Many therefore of his disciples, when they had heard this, said, This is an hard saying; who can hear it? John 6:60 (KJV)
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.” (Psalms 51:17, KJV)
“The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.” (Psalms 51:17, KJV)
Without words create a picture of mercy and faithfulness in the heavens based on this verse: “For I have said, Mercy shall be built up for ever: thy faithfulness shalt thou establish in the very heavens.” (Psalms 89:2, KJV)
The San Gorgonio Pass, Mt. San Gorgonio) rises in the North, all hoary-frost and granite. Snake-like clouds adorning her peak, I gaze past the big white house toward her uplifted boulders. And at the South, Mt. San Jacinto has lost his head in cloud. Burned bones against a blue sky backdrop. Between the two, another sunrise gleams and beams of brilliant, white-hot day flash forth: They accentuate the Sonora desert’s west extreme, and last night’s moon, high up on the left, forgot to go away.
a painting of a man and a dog
“And she called unto her husband, and said, Send me, I pray thee, one of the young men, and one of the asses, that I may run to the man of God, and come again.” (2 Kings 4:22, KJV)
He setteth an end to darkness, and searcheth out all perfection: the stones of darkness, and the shadow of death. From Job 28:3
He setteth an end to darkness, and searcheth out all perfection: the stones of darkness, and the shadow of death. From Job 28:3
“Who hath put wisdom in the inward parts? or who hath given understanding to the heart?” (Job 38:36, KJV)
a painting of a woman and a wolf
a painting of a man and a wolf
The San Gorgonio Pass, Mt. San Gorgonio) rises in the North, all hoary-frost and granite. Snake-like clouds adorning her peak, I gaze past the big white house toward her uplifted boulders. And at the South, Mt. San Jacinto has lost his head in cloud. Burned bones against a blue sky backdrop. Between the two, another sunrise gleams and beams of brilliant, white-hot day flash forth: They accentuate the Sonora desert’s west extreme, and last night’s moon forgot to go away.
a drawing of a man with a sword and shield
a drawing of a man with horns and a beard
a drawing of a man in a hat and cape
He (God) setteth an end to darkness, and searcheth out all perfection: the stones of darkness, and the shadow of death. From Job 28:3
He (God) setteth an end to darkness, and searcheth out all perfection: the stones of darkness, and the shadow of death. From Job 28:3
a black and white drawing of a man holding a knife
a black and white drawing of a man running through water
a black and white drawing of a man holding a sword
a black and white drawing of a man holding a sword
a black and white drawing of a man holding a sword
a black and white drawing of a man holding a sword
a black and white drawing of a man holding a sword
a black and white drawing of a man riding a bear