A Painting Of A Man Sitting In A Chair Art

a black and white drawing of a man holding a stick
a black and white drawing of a man holding a sword
a black and white drawing of a man with an axe
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 with a hammer
a black and white drawing of a man holding a sword
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 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 hammer
a black and white drawing of a man with a gun
a black and white drawing of a man holding a knife
a black and white drawing of a man holding a sword
a black and white drawing of a man holding a spear
a drawing of a man with a tree on his back
a drawing of a man in a horned costume
a drawing of a man in armor with a sword and a bird on his arm
a man in a black and brown outfit holding a cigarette
a drawing of a man in a green outfit with a bow and arrow
a drawing of a man in a hat and cape
a drawing of a man with a giant green monster like head
a man riding on the back of a horse
a drawing of a man with a bird on his shoulder
a drawing of a man in a white uniform
a drawing of a man in a green outfit with a bow and arrow
First century Palestine.  Mid-morning in a rural area.  The sun is warm and the atmosphere is positive.  Jesus and His disciples walk along a country road that goes to Bethany. There are some trees shading part of the road ahead, and cultivated fields on either side of the road.  Jesus, wears ordinary clothing like most men, and He’s talking to His disciples as the walk along.  The disciples are listening intently to Jesus, and His face is kind, but intense.  A farm house sits off to one side, and the town is visible in the distance.
First century Palestine.  Jesus walks away from the camera along a road that goes through town with several of His disciples.   Jesus wears a plain robe like most ordinary men.  The other people are dressed like peasants, farmers, and tradesmen.  There are also women in the group, wearing plain, everyday clothing.  Some children are playing near the roadside.  Merchants are selling their goods in booths along the road.  There are houses along the road also.  The road goes upward toward the Temple in the far distance.
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.
Digital painting mimicking traditional oil painting techniques in the art style of Digital Art --v 6.1
Beautiful, vibrant fields
A historically accurate and atmospheric depiction of the signing of the Mayflower Compact aboard the ship in November 1620. The scene is set in the dimly lit, cramped cabin of the Mayflower, with the ship's timbers and rigging subtly visible, conveying the challenging conditions of the voyage. A simple table or chest serves as the signing surface. The primary focus is on a small group of the last individuals signing the document: specifically, the indentured servants (or 'strangers' not directly part of the Separatist congregation) approaching or at the table. Their expressions show a mix of weary determination, understanding of the necessity, and perhaps a hint of quiet apprehension or resignation to this new social contract, given their status. They are dressed in the plain, practical clothing typical of 17th-century commoners and laborers. Figures of prominent Pilgrims or 'Saints' (like William Bradford or John Carver) are visible in the background, observing the proceedings with a sense of gravity and leadership, but they are not the central focus. The lighting is low and warm, perhaps from a lantern, creating a chiaroscuro effect that highlights the faces of the signers. The atmosphere conveys the momentousness of the act under difficult circumstances, the diverse composition of the group, and the early seeds of self-governance in a new world. The artistic style is a realistic, historically detailed oil painting, capturing the solemnity and human element of this pivotal historical moment."
Digital painting mimicking traditional oil painting techniques in the art style of Digital Art --v 6.1
Digital painting mimicking traditional oil painting techniques in the art style of Digital Art --v 6.1
Digital painting mimicking traditional oil painting techniques in the art style of Digital Art --v 6.1
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.
Mr. Chen has arranged for the little family  to cross secretly into Hong Kong—a place known for its bright skyline and bustling streets. Under the cover of darkness and with careful planning, Siu Zi, her father and Grandmother, along with Mr. Chen have boarded a small boat that carries them silently across the water. The sea is calm, its surface reflecting a tapestry of starlight, as if the heavens themselves are guiding them.  Siu-Zi lies nestled between her father and grandmother, wrapped up in blankets, in the forward part of an open boat with quiet motors propelling them along. Their is an air of mystery and tension.
Wing Sun is a 10 year old Malaysian boy. We see him from the back as he stands, looking down the street in the evening. The scent of mooncakes and burning lantern oil fills the air in the street in Petaling Jaya where Wing Sun lives.  Everything is aglow with the soft light of lanterns, their colors reflected in the puddles left by the afternoon rain.  At least 6 vendors have pulled their carts up onto the sidewalks on both sides of the street, selling moon pies and other special treats.  
Several of Wing-Sun's neighborhood friends, some younger than he and some a little older, were standing around in a circle, waiting for him to come outside.
Morning inside the classroom at a private school in Kuala Lumpur before class begins. Students stand next to their desks as the teacher, standing in front, leads them in the usual morning recitations of the five national principles, their voices blending into one:
	"Kepercayaan kepada Tuhan." (Belief in God.)
	"Kesetiaan kepada Raja dan Negara." (Loyalty to the King and Country.)
	"Keluhuran Perlembagaan." (Supremacy of the Constitution.)
	"Kedaulatan Undang-Undang." (Rule of Law.)
	"Kesopanan dan Kesusilaan." (Courtesy and Morality.)
Wing-Sun repeats the words automatically, his eyes drift across the classroom, catching a glimpse of Siu-Zi, the new girl, standing in her usual spot near the window.
Inside a home in Petaling Jaya, Wing-Sun, a 10 year old Chinese boy sits cross-legged on the cool tile floor, watching the delicate tendrils of smoke rise from the joss sticks his father has just placed in the family altar’s bronze urn. The flickering candlelight casts shifting shadows over the framed portraits of the ancestors, their solemn faces gazing out from another time.
Wing-Sun's father, dressed in crisp slacks and a neatly pressed white shirt, murmurs a quiet prayer, his voice low and rhythmic. Beside him, Wing-Sun’s mother clasps her hands together in a quiet moment of respect before adjusting the jade bangle on her wrist. Their morning ritual is a quiet, practiced thing; one they perform, and Wing-Sun observes, every day.