C-e-e-rops! Get yer lovely crops ‘ere. Cheap at twice the price, ain’t that right missus? You know it makes sense, ‘course it does.

The House on the Borderland. I banged up the colours a bit.

The House on the Borderland. I banged up the colours a bit.

The House on the Borderland, by William Hope Hodgson. Written in 1908, it is one of the strangest things I have read. I have an idea that the Minecraft team (or someone in it) might have been inspired by some of the whacked out imagery in Hope Hodgson’s tall and deeply disturbed tale. Just a hunch.
For this illustration I was thinking about a passage in the story when the main character has a harrowing but quite beautiful out of body experience.

…and, slowly, I became aware that I was standing upon the shore of an immense and silent sea. This shore was smooth and long, vanishing to right and left of me, in extreme distances. In front, swam a still immensity of sleeping ocean.
…the whole place being lit by a stupendous globe of pale fire, that swam a little above the far horizon, and shed a foam-like light above the quiet waters.

It gets weirder. Fantastic fiction indeed.
For the palette I was thinking back to seeing the very early sun rising over a mirror smooth swimming pool in Venezuela, many years ago. Maybe it was because I hasn’t slept the previous night, or perhaps it was because I couldn’t completely believe that I was there, but those delicate colours have haunted me ever since. They kind of broke my heart in a way.
The font is Dubtronic by Astro Studios, who do some lovely work, damn it.
Pixelmator verdict so far: quirky and sometimes a bit perverse but kind of fun to get away from the Adobe way and break some of my own habits. I’ll come again.

The House on the Borderland, by William Hope Hodgson. Written in 1908, it is one of the strangest things I have read. I have an idea that the Minecraft team (or someone in it) might have been inspired by some of the whacked out imagery in Hope Hodgson’s tall and deeply disturbed tale. Just a hunch.

For this illustration I was thinking about a passage in the story when the main character has a harrowing but quite beautiful out of body experience.

…and, slowly, I became aware that I was standing upon the shore of an immense and silent sea. This shore was smooth and long, vanishing to right and left of me, in extreme distances. In front, swam a still immensity of sleeping ocean.

…the whole place being lit by a stupendous globe of pale fire, that swam a little above the far horizon, and shed a foam-like light above the quiet waters.

It gets weirder. Fantastic fiction indeed.

For the palette I was thinking back to seeing the very early sun rising over a mirror smooth swimming pool in Venezuela, many years ago. Maybe it was because I hasn’t slept the previous night, or perhaps it was because I couldn’t completely believe that I was there, but those delicate colours have haunted me ever since. They kind of broke my heart in a way.

The font is Dubtronic by Astro Studios, who do some lovely work, damn it.

Pixelmator verdict so far: quirky and sometimes a bit perverse but kind of fun to get away from the Adobe way and break some of my own habits. I’ll come again.

I’m giving Pixelmator a spin. Not sure if this is going to be anything. I have an idea.

I’m giving Pixelmator a spin. Not sure if this is going to be anything. I have an idea.

BLOOD

BLOOD

MUSIC

MUSIC

Blood Music. Maybe it’s crazy, but it’s my crazy.

Triptych.

Triptych.

Blood Music combined and overlapping.

Blood Music combined and overlapping.

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