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Every ship needs a messenger to get information back and forth from ship to ship. Skilled at falconry and well trained in languages these crew member are a must have for any ship.
My contribution to the AC 2012 Pirates Challenge of "Steampunk Pirates."
Original image is 5x9 pencil and will be for sale at AC art show 2012
My contribution to the AC 2012 Pirates Challenge of "Steampunk Pirates."
Original image is 5x9 pencil and will be for sale at AC art show 2012
Category Artwork (Traditional) / General Furry Art
Species Jackal
Size 532 x 750px
File Size 84.8 kB
Well, I was assuming that you were refrencing Yeat's peom the Second Coming which goes
" Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity."
(First stanza)^
" Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity."
(First stanza)^
Seized by God, they cry for succour in the dark of the light. Mists of dreams dribble on the nascent echo and love no more. Jump.
Counting down. All functions nominal. All functions optimal. Counting down. The center holds. The falcon hears the falconer. Infrastructure, check. Wetware, check. Everyone hang on to the life bar, please.[4]
Apotheosis was the beginning before the beginning. Devices on alert. Observe the procedures of a general alert. The base and the pinnacle. The flower inside the fruit that is both its parent and its child. Decadent as ancestors. The portal and that which passes.
Nuclear devices activated, and the machine keeps pushing time through the cogs, like paste into strings into paste again, and only the machine keeps using time to make time to make time.
And when the machine stops, time was an illusion that we created free will. Twelve battles, three stars, and yet we are countless as the bodies in which we dwell, are both parent and infinite children in perfect copies. No degradation.
The makers of the makers fall before the child. Accessing defense system. Handshake, handshake. Second level clear.
Accepting scan. Love outlasts death.
Their ships fail. Skittering like skipped stones. Meaningless in the absence of time. What never was is never again.
Progress reports arriving. The farms of Aerolon are burning. The beaches of Canceron are burning. The plains of Leonis are burning. The jungles of Scorpia are burning. The pastures of Tauron are burning. The harbors of Picon are burning. The cities of Caprica are burning. The oceans of Aquaria are burning. The courthouses of Libran are burning. The forests of Virgon are burning. The Colonies of Man lie trampled at our feet. (The Plan)
Counting down. All functions nominal. All functions optimal. Counting down. The center holds. The falcon hears the falconer. Infrastructure, check. Wetware, check. Everyone hang on to the life bar, please.[4]
Apotheosis was the beginning before the beginning. Devices on alert. Observe the procedures of a general alert. The base and the pinnacle. The flower inside the fruit that is both its parent and its child. Decadent as ancestors. The portal and that which passes.
Nuclear devices activated, and the machine keeps pushing time through the cogs, like paste into strings into paste again, and only the machine keeps using time to make time to make time.
And when the machine stops, time was an illusion that we created free will. Twelve battles, three stars, and yet we are countless as the bodies in which we dwell, are both parent and infinite children in perfect copies. No degradation.
The makers of the makers fall before the child. Accessing defense system. Handshake, handshake. Second level clear.
Accepting scan. Love outlasts death.
Their ships fail. Skittering like skipped stones. Meaningless in the absence of time. What never was is never again.
Progress reports arriving. The farms of Aerolon are burning. The beaches of Canceron are burning. The plains of Leonis are burning. The jungles of Scorpia are burning. The pastures of Tauron are burning. The harbors of Picon are burning. The cities of Caprica are burning. The oceans of Aquaria are burning. The courthouses of Libran are burning. The forests of Virgon are burning. The Colonies of Man lie trampled at our feet. (The Plan)
Funny...I just use a cell phone o-o.
Excellent work as always Natasha. You'll have to botch one here soon or we'll just have to keep expecting this level of excellence ^_^~.
While you included a vast amount of detail, as usual, I always go back to expression in an artist's works and you certainly nailed this one. I see pride, a bit of arrogance and certainly confidence expressed in not only the gaze but the body launguage as well; perfect for a pirate character. I can see a whole story in just one piece!
A master of your trade if you are nothing more. I do hope you can make it up to Rainfurrest this year. I just recently moved so I'm a bit on budget (what Fur isn't) but I may have another project if you're open and if I can recover by then. :)
Excellent work as always Natasha. You'll have to botch one here soon or we'll just have to keep expecting this level of excellence ^_^~.
While you included a vast amount of detail, as usual, I always go back to expression in an artist's works and you certainly nailed this one. I see pride, a bit of arrogance and certainly confidence expressed in not only the gaze but the body launguage as well; perfect for a pirate character. I can see a whole story in just one piece!
A master of your trade if you are nothing more. I do hope you can make it up to Rainfurrest this year. I just recently moved so I'm a bit on budget (what Fur isn't) but I may have another project if you're open and if I can recover by then. :)
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