Storm Approaching Wheat Field Art

A koi pond seen from above, orange and white koi fish swimming among lily pads, clear water with subtle ripples, fallen cherry blossom petals floating on the surface, dappled sunlight
A koi pond seen from above, orange and white koi fish swimming among lily pads, clear water with subtle ripples, fallen cherry blossom petals floating on the surface, dappled sunlight
a painting of an angel standing in a field
a painting of a man with wings in a field
a painting of a person sitting in a field reading a book
a painting of a person standing in the middle of a field
a flock of birds standing on top of a field
a man doing a handstand in the middle of a field
Sublime landscape with stormy sky and lone figure in the art style of Romanticism --v 6.1
Sublime landscape with stormy sky and lone figure in the art style of Romanticism --v 6.1
Stormy seascape with a solitary figure in the art style of Neo-Romanticism --v 6.1
Stormy seascape with a solitary figure in the art style of Neo-Romanticism --v 6.1
Sublime landscape with stormy sky and lone figure in the art style of Romanticism --v 6.1
Sublime landscape with stormy sky and lone figure in the art style of Romanticism --v 6.1
Stormy seascape with a solitary figure in the art style of Neo-Romanticism --v 6.1
Stormy seascape with a solitary figure in the art style of Neo-Romanticism --v 6.1
Jonah being swallowed by great fish in stormy sea in the art style of Bible Art --v 6.1
Jonah being swallowed by great fish in stormy sea in the art style of Bible Art --v 6.1
Jonah being swallowed by great fish in stormy sea in the art style of Bible Art --v 6.1
Jonah being swallowed by great fish in stormy sea in the art style of Bible Art --v 6.1
An empty dining table set for two
Biblical scene
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)
Southeast Asia. Modern day. Afternoon rain forces us into the coolness of the little house, surrounded by rice paddies, where Grandmother assembles strings of Christmas lights; bound for somewhere. Young mother watches three children grow, and wonders: What will their lives be? Can’t dream of what she’s never seen; can’t see what she can’t dream.
Missing person poster
Pixel art scene telling a story in a single frame in the art style of Pixel Art --v 6.1
Pixel art scene telling a story in a single frame in the art style of Pixel Art --v 6.1
An indoor scene in a grocery store. A mother squats down to help her little girl, who is crying and making a fuss. Shoppers are passing by and an employee stands off to the side wearing an apron. The lighting is focused on the little girl. Mom is about to be embarrassed.
Adult coloring book
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
Wheatpaste poster series in urban environment in the art style of Street Art --v 6.1
Wheatpaste poster series in urban environment in the art style of Street Art --v 6.1
Wheatpaste poster series in urban environment in the art style of Street Art --v 6.1
Wheatpaste poster series in urban environment in the art style of Street Art --v 6.1
Pixel art scene telling a story in a single frame in the art style of Pixel Art --v 6.1
Pixel art scene telling a story in a single frame in the art style of Pixel Art --v 6.1
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!
A tree through the seasons
A phoenix rising
Person with water droplets on face
Fisherman mending nets at dawn