Alien paint
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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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this image started life as a pencil sketch and evolved from there. The Double-mouthed sailtail generously tows his companion, Blockhead, across the Atlip desert. Blockhead shields Gorff from the watchful eye of the ever hungry Zylap. Their trusty, but aging pumpkin droid, brings up the rear.
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Swisher did not agree with the council and ignoring their findings, decided to free the Crozog and her cub. After all, what harm could there really be. Old Whisper face in the council probably made up most of what he had heard anyway… I was playing with pencil concept sketches of vistas monsters and high speed movement, when this image took shape. I loved “Flip McCoy the Rocket boy”, as a child and Swisher was inspired by my early memories of this boy with a rocket belt.
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Prince Rattus the important, returns to the old city to collect taxes from the citizens. Riding the dinosauric Munchasaur, he knew he would meet little resistance.
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I am the artist of this piece, it is an oil painting on canvas of sizes 2.4m wide x 1.6m high. It illustrates our lives as individuals, lonely amongst other life forms that we don’t connect with.
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Captain X34Gtlip emerged from his alpha state and focused an emotional high beam to base, his green slimy grippers flipped on the data recorder and he opened his private telepathic communications channel, His partner would see and experience with him…........... Yeeeeeeehhaaaaaaaa, rippled through his conscious self as he zipped over the ice divide.
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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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“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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“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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Chameleo ripped himself from the cliff face, spun and fired all in one movement. They had found him, despite his best efforts to blend into the sheer rock precipice. It would be all action now. Ten thousand years he had remained undetected, while probing the depths of the cosmos using hyper meditative travel. His body had remained in suspended animation, while his mind floated freely, gathering information. He was just about ready… then this. What a time to get an itchy nose. That was all they needed…
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It seems about 15% of the world’s population claim to have been ‘borrowed’ by aliens. However, like library books, they do seem to be returned unharmed, apart from their minds being well read. This painting gives a general idea of how most say they are abducted – an uplifting experience. If you are one of those people I’m sure we’d all like to hear from you. Acrylic on paper.
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Anne van Alkemade kindly let me mess up a photo of a Palmless Palm tree. Thanks Anne. The Elderdried Palmtopp Choir, belt out their best rendition of Christmas cheer. The peace mission from beyond the light belt, was attempting to convince humanity that endless fear programming, portraying all possible life elsewhere as mean and evil, was wrong and destructive. It had thus far prevented humanity from joining the myriad life forms of the Cosmos. The programming was strong, thought Elderdried Fuzzpenuzz, as he sadly observed the empty city. They were missing the most spectacular blended music, where sound created light and pulsed healing waves to all who were near…Ah well, he thought sadly, they would try again at the dawn of the next millennium…
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A traffic rail guard thing in Kada, Japan. The corrosion has been caused by the nearby ocean with it’s mists on my back as a photographed this piece.
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Rusty piece of scrap metal in Wakayama, Japan. Makes me think of an alien abduction for some reason.. Protected by Creative Commons license.
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Hello there
by blucyOriginal is a massive piece of square cardboad, i used paints, pencils, gouache + a marker pen. Then in photoshop i only used the burn tool for the edges. Came out kinda cool, though i’m not sure what it’s all meant to mean!!! An alien landed in a field full of flowers because he felt like saying “hello there” !!!!!!!
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NASA has nothing on this, the secret they are not telling you, even bigger than the face! ;) The Smoking Robot on Mars, from an original painting by Nicolette Amanda Berry.
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My son suggested… WTF?!!! but I just cant go with that!!
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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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May I introduce two galactic travellers? This couple comes from a planet of a very distant galaxy. Somehow their spaceship broke down, and now they are feeling lost, trying to catch a wurmhole which would carry them closer to their homeplanet….. / Maybe we should whish them some luck! / :-) / ______ This digital painting is based on a fractal made in Apophysis and a selfrendered planet image. The aliens were drawn by mouse. _____ / Featured by “Universal Innovation” / 20. Nov. 2009 / _____ / Featured by “Peace, Love & Tranquility” / 03. Sept. 2009* / _____ / / _____ / _____ /
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Part of the Skipped Series. Abstract Macro photograph of metal Skips taken by Alixzandra Nov 09. /
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