Here is my submission! It took alotta work, and I’m proud of the result! I hope you all like it!
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Ok Everyone! It’s time to vote! Reminder not to vote for yourself! The poll will close at 2021-01-26T19:00:00Z
Time to Vote!
- Miss Tiktaalik
- Fantomas
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- unlikely
- threatening
- chunky
- recondite
- fruit
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Hi!! This months poll is out! Vote for the topic you’d like to have for this month’s art comp! The poll closes at 3 PM EST on the 3rd. Have fun!
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so which one won? or how would we do a three way tie?
Welp, time to decide whether we should merge or not!
Should we merge or…?
- Merge Unlikely and Threatening
- Merge Threatening and Recondite
- Merge Unlikely and Recondite
- Merge all
- Unlikely Only
- Threatening only
- Recondite only
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Welp, we are merging threatening with Recondite! Good luck everyone!
what does recondite mean?
It means something that people with average common knowledge wouldn’t understand, such as the word “recondite”.
like Lovecraft stayle or something?
That is an example of what you could do with this, but it could be literally anything that’s a threat and hard to perceive.
Heyy everyone! Just so you know the comp will close 2021-02-25T19:00:00Z, so if you want to join you have to soon!
lmaoo yea…i wOn’T bE uPsEt iF i dO wIn bEcAuSe oF tHat thO—jUsT sAyiNnnNgggG
Well, I’m sorry to ruin this “non-competition” but this is my last piece (at the 90th minute due to the death of a relative, who later entered the painting): The Flower
This is not my best painting, but I’m here I’m actually based on another piece I created exactly 4 years ago (and won first place in a local “chis-bet” competition, I’m pretty proud of it) of the same name: Flower
Story Summary (Based on My Memory):
Many ages ago, a world ruled by weeds and green trees settled an ancient tribe and existed in relative peace, but one day one of its people mysteriously disappeared and its tracks went out to search, but all they found was a mysterious plant: reddish never seen or known, blood red. And around it, a pit in the shape of a man, one of them decided to call it a flower.
They knew straight away: this is the place of killing that missing person, and uprooted the flower! But what they did not know, this is just the beginning.
Later they returned, each responding and blaming the other for his disappearance and irresponsibility to ward off the danger that was and decided to take action: hunt down the one who killed the man. So a group of the most powerful hunters, one of whom even a degree that managed to kill a lion in his hands set out to find the killer. When they came out, they went back to where they had found the pit, but all that was left of it was the flower they had uprooted, bigger than ever. But instead of uprooting it, they decided to bring the flower back to the tribe.
They returned to the tribe after long and hard searches, to their amazement, the fire was on and big, but there was no one except red flowers that were everywhere and in one of the houses a scream of terror was heard and they ran straight to it, it was too late. What was left were flowers.
Out of rage one of them, the strongest of them all, shouted and ran straight to a large shadow that was around and left behind her friends to guard.
When he reached the mysterious shadow, it was a barren leaf from a tree, on which was engraved an old painting she had made and sprouted more smaller flowers, and planted the large plant and knelt.
But when she returned, her friends also disappeared, and a noise was heard in one of the houses.
She slowly approached the house and impaled the spear on it.
“Why did you do this?” Cried the voice and in great terror she found out what she had done: this is one of her friends, and she murdered him.
She looked into his eye while her soul disappeared and from it the flower blossomed and the body faded and disappeared …
She cried out to the sky and went out to the house and saw a shadow sitting in front of the tree and all she could hear was “Thank you for making it easier for me to work” and straight up skewered her.
Blood was shed to the ground and turned it red, like the flowers that bloomed.
“Are you the one who killed the tribe ?!” She asked
But before he left he told her:
"I did nothing, I just saw, how you kill, kill and blame each other for an act done only by you, like now that you accused me of something I did not do … but I’m glad it happened … after all, you too take something precious from me My heart, but I am not a murderer like you, but also merciful, so that everyone who died here became what you call a “flower,” red as the blood of your sins. "
He kept walking while she lost consciousness knowing she was going to die and saw the last thing in her life: the shadow took the form of a big life with big horns and a trunk …
And from that sin that they did not know at all what had happened, the world received something that was considered romantic and symbolized love, also a new source of food, a new scent and beauty to the world, that after this day the place was filled with the new plant blooming from the ancient blood: flowers.
And so the flowers came into the world
The flower that grows in the picture is called “Helichrysum sanguineum” or Red everlasting but in other languages it is called: “blood of the Messiah” or “Blood of the Maccabees” so it is quite suitable together with another local plant called “Ranunculus asiaticus”
I hope you are fine and have a good day
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Hey everyone! It’s timmmme to vote! Also I’m sorry for your loss Doomlighting. I wish you the best.
- Miss Tiktaalik
- doomlighting
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Congrats Doom! i’m very sorry for your loss, i hope u get better soon. Hopefully we’ll get more submissions in the next comp.
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Thx a lot of that, but I truth, I thought miss win, but well, I better now