Red Hat Art

Neon-Futurism Digital Art Style, Bioluminescent Sci-Fi Cosmic Setting, Grandiose Architectural Scale. A sweeping vista of deep space, where the Ecliptic is a glowing laser-grid highway curving towards a monumental structure. The Rider and Consistent Vehicle: The lone rider is speeding along the light path. Crucially, they are riding the exact same type of futuristic, hubless "light-cycle" sportbike seen in the previous Virgo generation. The bike has sleek, glowing cyan and orange wheel rings and chassis lighting, leaving a vibrant neon trail. The rider is in the matching full-coverage glowing armored suit with an integrated helmet. The Heavenly Mountain: Rising from the cosmic void ahead is a colossal "Heavenly Mountain" formation made of crystallized nebulae, glowing geometric rockforms, and compressed stardust in shades of deep indigo and violet. The Temple of Libra: Perched majestically at the summit is the "Great Courtly Temple of Libra." It is a massive structure of glowing classical architecture re-imagined with light-lines—towering columns of cyan light and archways of golden data streams. The Icon: Integrated into the highest point of the temple is a gigantic set of perfectly balanced Cosmic Scales, constructed from radiant, golden energy and concentrated star clusters, shining brightly against the dark space.
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly to those of the race of Israel, who are insulted by abhorred, lawless gentiles. (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly to those of the race of Israel, who are insulted by abhorred, lawless gentiles. (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly to those of the race of Israel, who are insulted by abhorred, lawless gentiles. (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly to those of the race of Israel, who are insulted by abhorred, lawless gentiles. (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly to those of the race of Israel, who are insulted by abhorred, lawless gentiles. (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly to those of the race of Israel, who are insulted by abhorred, lawless gentiles. (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly to those of the race of Israel, who are insulted by abhorred, lawless gentiles. (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
An outdoor scene on a street in town. A White Mom and African-American Dad with their two Asian children are sitting at a sidewalk cafe. The mood is warm and safe. Everyone has a drink. Mom and Dad are talking to the boy, who is making a fuss. He is unhappy about something, and crying. His sister is looking on. Dad is about to say something.
A detailed fantasy painting of a gnome and bear doing chores outside a moss-covered stone cottage. The gnome, dressed in practical work clothes and a leather apron, sits atop the bear, hoisting a large beaten rug onto a clothesline. The bear, looking stolid and helpful, is carrying bundles of firewood and has several scrub brushes hanging from its harness. The scene is one of efficient, rustic domesticity in a forest setting. Golden afternoon light.
Inside an informal church in London. Wing Sun's father has been invited to attend with his counterpart from the office. He doesn't have anything else to do on Sunday morning, so he goes along. we are standing in the back of the room. There are many people of different ethnicities, the Pastor is standing up front alongside a worship leader with a guitar, and a young black woman, facing the audience. The atmosphere is warm and welcoming, but Wing Sun's father feels a little uncomfortable.
Morning city scene in Petaling Jaya. A 10 year old chinese boy and his grandmother. As they weave through the narrow sidewalk, taxis zip by, buses screech to a halt at stoplights, motorbikes wend their way through the stopped traffic, trying to get a head start when the light turns green. People in the informal businesses set up along the sidewalks call out greetings in a mix of Cantonese, Malay, and English. The sky, still soft with the remnants of dawn, and yet already heavy with humid heat, hinted at another sweltering afternoon ahead.
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.
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.
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 candid, tender photograph of a person lying sick in a dimly lit, cozy bedroom, buried under a heavy quilt with only their pale face showing, eyes closed in sleep. Tissues and medicine bottles clutter a bedside table. Curled beside the person in bed is a fluffy calico cat that has a pair of feathered angel wings. The cat is asleep too. Soft, natural light streams from a window to the left. Film grain.
Inside an informal church in Kuala Lumpur. Wing Sun and his father and mother, along with Siu Zi, his friend from school are there together. We are standing in the back of the room, and there are many more people than there were in the London church. There are people of different ethnicities, but mostly Chinese Malaysian. The Pastor, a Chinese man, is standing up front speaking to the congregation, facing them. The atmosphere is hot and sweaty, with ceiling fans running, but still welcoming, Wing Sun is happy that his family is together and also that his friend Siu Zi, who he has just learned is a Christian, can be there too.
In Penang, Malaysia. Wing Sun's Grandmother is elderly and lives in Penang, on the island. Grandma's house is in a quieter part of the island, closer to the coastline where the sea breeze can be felt through the wooden windows. It's near the ocean, in Tanjung Bungah where there are old-style homes and a slower pace of life. There are many resort "homestay" hotels, and also some high-rise condos, but Grandmother's house has been there many years. Wing-Sun's mother grew up in that house, near the beach, with the ocean breeze. We see the house from down the street with Grandma standing in the doorway greeting us.
Neon-Futurism Digital Art Style, "Tron" Legacy Aesthetic, Bioluminescent and Geometric. A sleek, futuristic scene set against the digital void of deep space. The Rider and Machine: A lone rider on a low-slung, futuristic light-sportbike speeds along. The bike has hubless wheels that glow with intense cyan light, leaving a solid ribbon trail of light behind it. The rider wears a full-coverage, armored future-suit with a sleek, integrated helmet, outlined in glowing orange and blue piping. The Path (The Ecliptic): They are riding on the Ecliptic, rendered as a translucent, multi-lane highway of flowing data streams and laser grids stretching infinitely into the cosmos. The Constellation (Honorable Virgo): Dominating the background is the immense, celestial avatar of Virgo. She is starry and is draped in voluminous, flowing robes woven from glowing violet and gold circuit patterns and data tapestries. She wears a stylized digital crown or halo representing wheat stalks. She is a dignified, colossal queen of light, looking down calmly at the rider passing her domain. Atmosphere: The background is a dark grid of space filled with geometric nebulae and distant, pixelated stars. The lighting is entirely sourced from the glowing neon elements.
Neon-Futurism Digital Art Style, "Tron" Legacy Aesthetic, Bioluminescent and Geometric. A sleek, futuristic scene set against the digital void of deep space. The Rider and Machine: A lone rider on a low-slung, futuristic light-sportbike speeds along. The bike has hubless wheels that glow with intense cyan light, leaving a solid ribbon trail of light behind it. The rider wears a full-coverage, armored future-suit with a sleek, integrated helmet, outlined in glowing orange and blue piping. The Path (The Ecliptic): They are riding on the Ecliptic, rendered as a translucent, multi-lane highway of flowing data streams and laser grids stretching infinitely into the cosmos. The Constellation (Honorable Virgo): Dominating the background is the immense, celestial avatar of Virgo. She is starry but modest without any nakedness and is draped in voluminous, flowing robes woven from glowing violet and gold circuit patterns and data tapestries. She wears a stylized digital crown or halo representing wheat stalks. She is a dignified, colossal queen of light, looking down calmly at the rider passing her domain. Atmosphere: The background is a dark grid of space filled with geometric nebulae and distant, pixelated stars. The lighting is entirely sourced from the glowing neon elements.
a painting of a bull standing in a room
a black and white drawing of a demon
a black and white drawing of a monster
a black and white drawing of a man with a sword
a black and white drawing of a man with a sword
a black and white drawing of a man holding a knife
a black and white drawing of a man with a sword
a black and white drawing of a woman with a sword
a black and white drawing of a man with a sword
a black and white drawing of a man in a cloak
a black and white drawing of a man with a sword
a black and white drawing of a man with a sword
a black and white drawing of a demon attacking a demon
a black and white drawing of a man running through water
a black and white drawing of a man with his arms outstretched
a drawing of a man holding a gun
a black and white drawing of a demon
a black and white drawing of a pirate ship
a black and white drawing of a man holding a sword
a black and white drawing of a man holding a sword