Alien blue
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I was playing around with a sunset photo I had taken, when I got the idea for a planet similar to Earth, populated with humanoid type creatures who find something to grumble about regardless of the situation. Their conversation might go something like: I can’t believe it Zhrikplatth, that’s the third time this Dasnuba that the skyhop has been late. Keep your veins in, Krryp, at least we can enjoy another methane sunset while we wait.
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the team of scientists frantically search for the remains of the ufo, which was seen striking the water in a fairly shallow ocean trench.
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The plan worked to perfection, “Bree”hemoth, unleashed his pneumatically assisted whipper arm and plucked Zola from the air. The shock on Zola’s body was immense, his eyes bulged and his sausage roll super thrusters, deprived of much needed airflow, whined in protest. He was fast losing consciousness. The red world blurred and greyed at the edges and all sound receded in a rapidly closing mental fog. The “Bree”hemoth opened its jaws in delight and cast victorious glance down at Zola, no more would these free flyer, cliff-dwellers, disrupt operations at the hill. His last thought was a brief concern as to the whereabouts of Zola’s partner, Gorgon. The distraction had worked, The excitement registered by the Breehemoth, had momentarily diverted power from its dome shield and Gorgon punched through the soft tissue, his internal processors and deft pink fingers worked at light speed, to sever and remove the “Bree”hemoth’s core controller –its brain. Zola dropped from lifeless fingers, his motors roared into life on auto pilot and took him up to a safe altitude, where he came round to see Gorgon next to him. Gorgon and Zola roared off into the red sky with cheesy grins plastered over their faces.
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A unique view of an Agave Americana bloom
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“Phew! Thank goodness I caught up with you; I thought I’d missed the mail run.” / Akkermesh grinned with relief, as he skilfully flipped his letters into the snail box. Another gentrime, would have been too long to wait for the return trip. “You are lucky slurped the snail, another three pecsureps and I would have been through the gap. Many Red orbits to wait for my return, had you not caught me in time.” In ages past, on their once unpolluted crystal planet, Kryx, communications had advanced from wires to wireless over a few short gentrimes. Scientific advances soon allowed sub-atomic particle encoding quark transfer possible. Nothing faster, or more reliable than transfer at thought speed, they had surmised. It even made light, pedestrian by comparison. They were correct regarding the speed, but quite wrong re the reliability. The Kryxian miners had reached thought speed, with information transfer, which it turned out, surpassed even that of light. Thought transfer had one major flaw though, it could be intercepted by highly trained individuals using intuitive telepathic look and lock techniques. The invisible “ether” of space, the so called empty or dark zones between solid objects was not, it turned out, empty at all. It was, the scientists had discovered, like an invisible elastic blanket, to which all things were connected and from which all things had sprung. This meant that highly trained individuals could, “surf the blanket” with the right clues and be led, also at thought speed, to the information they sought. The focus of energy required to concentrate and transmit the packets of data, created a “heat” signature in the mental ethers which gave them away and allowed interception and decoding. After a few major breaches of their defences and the lucky discovery of an enemy agent at work, the Kryxians searched for a more reliable method of information transfer. Then, quite by accident, they stumbled upon snail mail. Evolving naturally in the dank, dark, slimy caverns beneath Kryx, the snails had developed an ability to communicate between themselves, using biological wave sensors on their “feet”. Over time they had roamed towards the surface in search of food, and that’s where they found the miners. As a young free thinking miner hybrid, Akkermesh was first to recognise the special transport abilities of the amazing snails. In collaboration with the gastropods and the top scientific minds on Kryx, they had formulated a process using holographic multiplication, to create gigantic thought bubble transfer domes, which could double as protective bubble shields around their cities. The Kryxians used a recently developed write and memory wipe technique so that traces would not appear in the ethers. Once sealed, the writing was chemically encoded with the paper and vibrationally tuned to the recipient. Should anyone other than the intended receiver, open the letter, the paper would instantly dissolve. Thus the era of “Snailmail” was born on Kryx.
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Alien space invaders must have taken over my computer for this glowing curved abstract digital image. It is large enough for a medium sized poster. /
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“Faster Mnlik, they are gaining on us!” “Keep your party hat on dear, they have forgotten to raise the landing gear on their “Beatle”.” Mnlik allowed himself a self-satisfied smile, while closing the right wing pod slightly to deflect them away from the cliffs. The Hihangers would not be happy if their city rest time was disturbed in any way. He need to maximise the downdraft and use the sweeping air currents through the gorge, to increase his advantage before Bloddk, realised his mistake and raised the legs. Bloddk would not win this year, Mnlik decided, his jovial headgear from the festivities belying his determination. Ever since the early transmissions from Earth all those millennia ago and the “Fab Four” had been popularised into local culture, the planet had changed. A change for the better he thought. In the old days, it was all work and no play. Public and even private displays of emotion were frowned upon. Not anymore, he grinned. The images, filtered through the space-time warp, were grainy, but enough data had arrived to let them know that they were not alone. The priests were wrong, there was life elsewhere after all. From what they could gather, they were humanoid like themselves and maybe “The one who had arrived” to tell them about immortality was also wrong… laughing and finding things funny was probably ok, and just maybe, winning a Beatle race would not consign your soul to hlekka for eternity. Their minds were opening, it felt good. “What are you smiling at, Mnlik?” questioned Frontalia, twisting her head to keep their pursuers in sight. “You know if you lose concentration in this gorge, we won’t make it ahead of them and there are rumours that the river snappers are back to their old tricks, so don’t get too close to the acid. “Relax darling, I was just thinking about how we carved their faces over the vector shields on our craft. They honour life forms, light years away, whom we will never meet. What matters though, is that the carvings remind us not to go back to the old ways.” They flew on in silence, both deep in thought, the race almost forgotten. In the background a song from Earth soothed their minds- ”...on and on, across the universe…”
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The cliff face shimmered slightly as the craft slipped softly into the blue. They hugged the sheer wall until they were well clear, then dipped into the powdered soft whiteness beneath. It had been a while since their last meeting. Hopefully this one would go better… I have used this digital painting as the cover for my / 2009 Sci Fi Calendar /
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Put Me Down! / Downtown Burbsville the Alien Invaders seem to have picked the wrong girl to abduct! / Available as a card, print, poster and part of the 2010 calendar Image copyright © 2008 Shanina Conway. / Copying and displaying or redistribution of this image without permission from the artist is strictly prohibited. /
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Blue Man is a “visitor” starting out on a vacation trip in his nifty VW Van; decisions, decisions…
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When greys fill your day brighten things up with a colour invaders tee from jazz ,
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Please support me and favorite this piece here too. Thank you / / Click them / / / / Featured at the All Abour Your Best Work group on November 25th 2008 Featured at the Graphic Editing 101 group on December 6th 2008 Thank you all! Something that just came to mind, I’m very happy with the results!! This is actually somewhat like something else I’ve had in mind, hopefully I’ll get to that idea sometime soon. This idea was to make me an alien of some sort, beautiful, yet slightly scary and slightly human-like. When inverted, most of the colors on my face make up a regular-looking face. White = black, blue-green = skin tone. So I look half normal in terms of color when this picture is inverted.
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For the next month (from May 27th onwards) I’m asking people not to leave a comment on my work here. Rather, if you would like to support the work that I do please either leave a comment or upload an image here I can live without comments but homophobia needs your voices Many thanks / Robert Museum Station tunnel, Sydney. There is a moving mural here which looks like smoke or water behind perspex. Stunning backdrop.
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Imagine a frozen planet where the sun never shone and there was only ever winter…..
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I heard a strange noise in the air the other day and looked up to see this…... This untouched photograph was taken using the TtV technique and is part of my TtV: Through the Viewfinder Series Photographed using a 50 year old vintage Argoflex Seventy-five and a Canon. Best viewed LARGE
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Location: Destin, FL – Regatta Bay Golf & Country Club / Camera:Canon A-10 EOS 35 mm / Lens: Tamron 28-200mm / Film: Fujicolor 200 speed This shot was taken on a very foggy night in April of 2000. I was driving by the Regatta Bay Golf Course while the country club had a tournament going on. They had the restaurant all lit up behind this stand of trees. We could see the shot from the road and though it was misting rain. I managed to risk my camera equipment and trespassed onto the golf course to get the shot. It was my FIRST time trespassing and I was sure I would get caught, but the shot was totally worth it. The fog the mist and the lighting all combined to make a once in a lifetime eerie effect. Even the colors in this shot have not been adjusted much. The lights shooting into the air were blue in color. Only minor cropping and editing of contrast were done in Photoshop CS3.
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*slight mod made / /
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Model: Kumi aka Kumimonster / MUA: xmishka / Studio: Brent Leideritz Inspired by the paintings of Rene Magritte and the writings of John Lennon. Alternate title: ‘Head in the Clouds’ / - NOTE: If you’re in Adelaide this Friday [22nd] come along to Gallery 139 on Magill Road from 6-8pm to see this image in the opening of an exhibition of works featuring the human skull, in conjunction with the Australian Cranio-Maxillo Facial Foundation. It will be on show til June 1st. 20% of the proceeds from sales of the works will be going to the foundation. / Plus, it has a piece by Damien Hirst in it. / Yes, I am in an exhibition with one of my idols. Eep :O Copyright 2009 Harmony Nicholas
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While drifting through the chasms in the glaciers, I rounded a bend and came upon this Alien cave entrance. I slowly rowed over to it and the “eyes” began to flare red!! I was transfixed and decided to explore!! Made from Heavy Metal, I was trying different things in Photoshop when I noticed this “Alien” face!! / /
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The closer we get to insect life.. the more alien their world becomes! A photo I took of a dragonfly in China, edited using an infrared filter to give the image an “alien” look and feel to it. What does this photo say to you? How does it make you feel? I would be happy to hear your thoughts on this image. Please, don’t forget to tell others if you have enjoyed this piece! Camera: Sony A700 / Lens: 100mm @ f/4 / ISO-100 1/250 sec. Thank you for stopping by, / Douglas
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THIS WAS TAKEN AT THE CURRUMBIN BRIDGE ON THE GOLD COAST. THERE WAS ALOT OF HEAVY YELLOW LIGHT ON THE ROCKS FROM THE BRIDGE, SO I THOUGHT ID OVEREXPOSE THE SHOT TO TRY EXCENTUATE THE ALIEN-NESS OF THE ROCKS /
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689 views as of November 2009 Model is Viperjoe / Makeup is by me / I’m not going to tell you what the blue goo is, it’s a secret I was going to wait longer to upload this…but I just could not contain myself…. / I’m very proud of this image and if nobody likes it, I don’t fucking care..... Just kidding.. I’m not that mean. I’m just mouthy =P © Jessica Walker 2009
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