Mage Summoning Forest Guardian Art

a tree in nature
animal standing in natural pose
portrait of two people together
Express without words “Then was the secret revealed unto Daniel in a night vision. Then Daniel blessed the God of heaven. Daniel answered and said, Blessed be the name of God for ever and ever: for wisdom and might are his: And he changeth the times and the seasons: he removeth kings, and setteth up kings: he giveth wisdom unto the wise, and knowledge to them that know understanding: He revealeth the deep and secret things: he knoweth what is in the darkness, and the light dwelleth with him. I thank thee, and praise thee, O thou God of my fathers, who hast given me wisdom and might, and hast made known unto me now what we desired of thee: for thou hast now made known unto us the king's matter.” (Daniel 2:19-23, KJV)
Urban shrine
A butterfly landed on the canvas
Library of memories
ezekiel 1:1-28 create the angel described in these verses give the wheels eyes and make sure the animal heads are in the right place. it needs 4 wings, head of a lion, human, ox, and eagle
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New York City
The sound of Om/Aum
ezekiel 1:1-28 create the angel described in these verses give the wheels eyes and make sure the animal heads are in the right place. it needs 4 wings, head of a lion, human, ox, and eagle feet like a calf
Banquet table with oysters and wine
Platter with peacock and fruit garland border
City lights as color symphony
Textural wall piece made from fabric scraps and notions in the art style of Assemblage --v 6.1
Textural wall piece made from fabric scraps and notions in the art style of Assemblage --v 6.1
New York City
Tokyo
New York City
Los Angeles
New York City
New York City
Taj Mahal
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
Set of mugs with ash glaze
Los Angeles
A person's cherished memories
A singer hitting a high note
Christ Pantocrator with gospel book
New York City
Ecstatic shaman dancing
A futuristic opera house
Mother's Grief
Taj Mahal
6. Croquis et réalisation à la main · Titre : OFFENSIVE DU KAISER – 1918 . En gros, en rouge, style ancien ou gothique. · Image principale : Un jeune regarde un aigle énorme qui plane sur des tranchées. · Texte d’accroche : Dein Vaterland braucht DICH. JETZT ! (Ta patrie a besoin de TOI. MAINTENANT !) · Texte secondaire : Melde Dich freiwillig. Ehre, Pflicht, Sieg. (Engage-toi volontaire. Honneur, Devoir, Victoire.) · Infos pratiques : Freiwilligenannahme Berlin, Nürnberger Str. 70-71. 5 Mk. tägliche Zulage. Freie Ausrüstung. · En bas : IMPERIALE DRUCKEREI · BERLIN · 1918 Style graphique : · Noir et blanc + touches de rouge. · Dessin sérieux, pas de déco inutile. · texte court et percutant
The passage of seasons
Now, those captains must learn what the river will do when it makes that great turn out of sight. How it dashes them up on the rocks of the shore How it spins to the left and the right. It beats them and breaks them and crushes their pride Leaves them dizzy and sick and all jumbled inside ‘til they’ve all but forgotten that glorious ride lying flat on their deck in the sun. There they lie, drying out in the sun. As you round the point where the river was bent and survey the great wideness ahead, you can see all those captains alone on their decks, beat and broken and very near dead. Then the current takes hold and there’s naught you can do as it drags you down into its maw. Headed straight for those rocks, you make ready to crash but at last, you rise up, roll and yaw. Going back and away, then forward again, fearing each time, the rocks will prevail! You’re trapped in a cycling, circling tide, in an eddy withstanding a gale. But each time you circle that great whirling tide and you’ve not hit the rocks or been thrown to the side and you’re kept from the falls, cascading and wide, for the eddy’s small mercy give praise. Give the merciful currents your praise!
Now, those captains must learn what the river will do when it makes that great turn out of sight. How it dashes them up on the rocks of the shore How it spins to the left and the right. It beats them and breaks them and crushes their pride Leaves them dizzy and sick and all jumbled inside ‘til they’ve all but forgotten that glorious ride lying flat on their deck in the sun. There they lie, drying out in the sun. As you round the point where the river was bent and survey the great wideness ahead, you can see all those captains alone on their decks, beat and broken and very near dead. Then the current takes hold and there’s naught you can do as it drags you down into its maw. Headed straight for those rocks, you make ready to crash but at last, you rise up, roll and yaw. Going back and away, then forward again, fearing each time, the rocks will prevail! You’re trapped in a cycling, circling tide, in an eddy withstanding a gale. But each time you circle that great whirling tide and you’ve not hit the rocks or been thrown to the side and you’re kept from the falls, cascading and wide, for the eddy’s small mercy give praise. Give the merciful currents your praise!
Smartphone grid
New York City
a tree in nature