Fateful Gothic Beauty in Digital Graphics
February 23rd, 2009
How can we denote the notion “beauty” and does it lend itself to a precise definition? I dare say that it does. When we run into some breathtaking thing – it’s beauty, when something has a great impact on us – it is beauty, when we are eager to stare for hours at something astonishing – it’s beauty again. Beauty always leaves a lasting impression and it’s impossible to stay insensitive to it. Beauty is coveted by all of us all the time, we have a strong desire for it and that is another case what kind of beauty attracts us. Beauty can be delicate, soft, hidden, dazzling or the one from which blood freezes in our veins. The last one is known as Gothic Beauty. It comprises the opposite concepts – eroticism, aesthetics on the one hand and destructive passions on the other one. Its tone is somber, its atmosphere is immensely mysterious. Beauty tempts us, takes our breath away, seduces.
If you have a deep feeling of beauty, this collection of mindbending digital paintings will touch you. These images that are full of ghosts, nightmares, being buried alive and cursed souls will carry your imagination away.
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Title: Her Wound
Author: Lauren K. Cannon
Portfolio here
Her soul is bleeding, it is wound. This lacerated wound will never heal. In the sublunar realm her soul will never find a shelter. She is fated to meander along this strange world and she is a stranger in it. Let’s pray for those whose souls are wound.
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Title: The Predator
Author: blackeri
Portfolio here
There is no person in our world that is sinless. Each saint has a past, but don’t forget that each sinner has a future. We can not redress all our ungodly deeds, they have stigmatized us with wrinkles and scars. All our black longings are in the focus of the predator’s attention, sick souls are his prey.
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Title: Mikaii
Author: Benita Winckler
Portfolio here
Never, never look into the eyes of those, who have a dark shadow on their hearts. Such people were kissed by the devil in the moonless night, they have lost their dreams and have forgotten their intrinsical name. They can cause only sorrows and black grief.
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Title: The Oracle
Author: Marta Dahlig
Portfolio here
When you want to known your future you can ask the oracle about it. He knows everything about this world, people in it, he is aware of all changes in nature that will take place in the nearest future and it is a mere trifle for him to read your thoughts and your future that is signed as thinnest lines on your palm.
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Title: Love
Author: blackeri
Portfolio here
You may say that this image of a beautiful bride can’t be gothic in any case. Ok, you are quite right, if not take into consideration that she is dead. On closer view you can see such a cold marble skin, enormous glassy eyes that are looking forward infinity as in the mirror. Years have passed, but she is still sitting here on the cold pavement, the time has stopped and only penetrating silence is her sister.
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Title: Spiral Goth Angel
Author: Henning Ludvigsen
Portfolio here
Sometimes angels come down from heavens to our earth to lament the cursed souls. They emerge astart and then pass into nothingness. It happens each time when the dark veil mantels the cold earth and the nebulous moon is seen on the dark sky. They drop tears that carry away a grief and ease the souls of pain.
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Title: Black Wings
Author: Veronica Atanacio
Portfolio here
When you lose your wings only scars are left below the shoulders. At first time these bleeding stripes are intensively red, but there is no physical pain, your soul is bleeding. The sharp straight razor has divided you from heavens and complete freedom. Don’t be afraid, the pain will pass off, you will come down – the life of frail angels is swift-flowing.
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Title: Raven
Author: blackeri
Portfolio here
Your soul is dark as the raven’s wings, your desires are subversive, you hair is ebon-colored and your eyes that hide unholy souls are dark . It is enough to drop a glance at you to see the devil in flesh and blood. At the darkest time you are flying in the appearance of a raven, seeking for evil.
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Title: Cat Fight
Author: Henning Ludvigsen
Portfolio here
Come here, little kitty. Once upon a time I was immediately like you, even better – white fur, bushy tail and blue eyes. The times have changed and my nature has converted into the one that you see, and now I really hate such creatures as you. So, make a way for me, or hang on like grim death.
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Title: Heaven Slain
Author: Lauren K. Cannon
Portfolio here
There is no way out. This is the End. Heavens have incinerated her. She has become the everlasting example of recalcitrance. She is no more a living being and not a spirit yet. This somber world has become a trap for her.
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Title: Spiny Woodland Hopper
Author: ironshod
Portfolio here
This spiny woodland hopper has stopped for a while and there is the only time when you can look at it. This creature lives somewhere in the depths of a forest and doesn’t stand the daylight. It is the keeper of this sacramental stone and brings death everyone who touches it.
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Title: Divided Heart
Author: Sacha Angel Diener
Portfolio here
Each of us possesses at least two personalities, but you, my little girl, display two natures. You are a saint and a sinner at the same time. These antagonistic features establish your inner world, your soul. I wonder, which of these two natures is of the previous importance?
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Title: Summon Infinity
Author: Lauren K. Cannon
Portfolio here
He is the one that keeps infinity. It is not possible for time to run constantly, it has to wait for a bit and to continue its long hard road to the full extent of its power. When such a a pause in the time’s race takes place, this keeper gathers infinity with the tips of his fingers in a golden chalice to release it in the required time.
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Title: Aion Underground
Author: Benita Winckler
Portfolio here
Step by step she goes down. Who knows what she will find there, in the kingdom of shadows and sepulchral coldness. When she approaches nearer and nearer to the entry, the feels puffs of coldness, but she is not frightened, she insistently travels to her death.
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February 25th, 2009 at 6:36 am
the collection really impresses…
February 26th, 2009 at 1:04 am
Very impressive pictures, but you really don’t have to caption “spiny woodland hopper” as something that brings death to all who touch it. That’s a bit too melodramatic, really.
October 8th, 2009 at 8:23 am
absolutely beautiful. some of the pictures take my breath away