Medium: Ink, acrylic on paper, digital paint.
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Calliope music played through the petals and buds in tandem with the gusts of humid air. The wheezing artificial tones made sense as my eyes followed the gold gilding that housed them, opposite the bursts of pistils and stamen that the amphibians tugged and pushed upon to thrust the filigreed machine into the air.
It crawled slowly through the swampy atmospheric stickiness at first: Humidity had a way of making the time travel function move at a narcotic saunter, initially. But the captain eased past the swollen poppy diodes and hopped to the pod's bottom, giving the elephant-eyed gold beast a push until the moistened air caught the device and began pulling it upward. Then he leapt back in,and with a tug at the throttle sent the pod into the clear and warm night.
Posted by: PlatedEloiseAndtheStillTheres | March 09, 2011 at 02:13 AM
WOW. So beautiful.
Posted by: MJed Lance Von T. | March 12, 2011 at 02:04 AM
So beautiful, 14!
Posted by: k | March 12, 2011 at 10:03 PM
I love this 14! You are a fucking genius!
Posted by: Sweet Subversion | March 14, 2011 at 09:53 PM
Beautiful, and with so much soul...
Posted by: Brad | March 20, 2011 at 09:28 PM
Thank you Brad! I hope we cross paths on the streets of SF one day.
xo 14
Posted by: 14 | March 21, 2011 at 08:28 PM
OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
I love the frog!!
This is gorgeous 14!
Posted by: Vern | March 24, 2011 at 11:34 AM
These just keep on getting better and better...
Posted by: thecymbalwench | March 29, 2011 at 08:06 AM
Good point. I hadn't thugoht about it quite that way. :)
Posted by: Dorothy | April 17, 2011 at 01:39 PM
I would pay a shitload of money for a deck of these cards.
Posted by: Bionic Squirrel | June 22, 2012 at 03:47 PM