Alien On The Moon Art

urban street with city activity
house with front view
wide landscape with natural scenery
portrait of two people together
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
Southeast Asia. Modern day. The damaged and the broken ones; all rooted in the past, live life the way it always was, from their first day to their last. Motes of dust in beams of light, in the darkness of this day, we tip the hat and give a nod, for the truth we can’t convey. Everything is real, but nothing matters, anyway. Where life is only what must be, from the cradle to the grave. Everyone does what they can: Nothing less, but sure no more. Tip the hat and give a nod to the ones who’ve gone before. We tip our hats and give the nod to the world we’ve all ignored
a man with his hands on his head
bicyle resting against a wall
serene landscape with mountains and water
urban street with city activity
animal standing in natural pose
still life with everyday objects
a statue of a man with wings on a pedestal
a painting of a man writing on a book
a painting of a man kneeling on a rug
a painting of a man standing on a rug
a painting of a man with his hands on his head
a statue of a man with wings on a wall
a painting of a man sitting on a rug holding a rope
Akshardam
Metropolis
New York City
a statue of a man with no shirt on
The goddess Venus checking her phone
a painting of a man kneeling on a rug
a painting of a man with no shirt on
a drawing of a man sitting on top of a table
a statue of a man with no shirt on
a statue of a man with no shirt on
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
Crimson Silhouette Style Transfer Example
Crimson Silhouette Style Transfer Example
a man with a surprised look on his face is surrounded by soap bubbles
a man with a tattoo on his arm wearing boxing gloves
a painting of a man with wings on a green background
a drawing of a man with a tree on his back
a drawing of a man with a bird on his shoulder
a painting of a man with a hat on his head
I sat, long ago, on an Asian hill with a Shakya Mundi friend, and watched the autumn leaves fall down from high above, giants in the forest casting off their wakefulness, falling progressively into winter’s long, white sleep. “The important thing to know about trees” he said, “is that they are most beautiful in autumn; just before the winter snow. They live and grow through the entire year just for these brief moments of stunning beauty. We are like that.” He said, “but we have only one autumn, and a very long winter.”
A mountain fortress
a man standing next to a statue on a pink and blue background
a painting of a man with wings on his body