E.O.W Round 30: VOTING THREAD
TOPIC: Hunting Grounds
Deadline For Voting: Tuesday 15th August
Please vote for your personal favourite artwork from this round. Please remember that your vote should reflect an equal weight of aesthetic impact, adherance to the brief, and idea development.
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Please help strengthen the activity by leaving criticism for the artist you vote for, and for any other artworks you can manage!
Im sorry about the delay again guys, im in the middle of moving to florida o___O and theres so much paperwork involved and i totally forgot this thread >__< don't hate
The Inter-Galactic Corporation presents ...Creatures taken from all corners
of the universe, their natural habitat perfectly recreated in all its
beauty! Watch the amazing spectacle of these creatures hunting, feeding,
just as they would on their home worlds! Episode One: The Hunter and the
Bear (Pay per view - only 5 suim a parsecul!)
" The gods have taken me! I know not where. The moon goddess came down to
touch me as I was returning to my village from a hunt, her light became as
bright as the sun as it enveloped me..."
"... I have been neither fully awake nor asleep for what must have been many
days, but I can only guess how long it really has been. At times I have
heard strange voices around me, but they were unlike any voices I have heard
before, neither bird or beast!"
" I awake hungry to find myself lying in the shade of tree. Am I home?”
"This land I have awoken in looks familiar but it is wrong. The sky is
permanently night, but yet it is as bright as day. The grass stirs as if
blown by a gentle breeze, yet there is no wind!
"A strong musky scent fills my nostrils and I turn to find a large cave bear
approaching me with a hungry look in his eye. I do not know this land with
its strange trees and grasses, but hunting bear I do know!”
My days of fasting and praying were rewarded with a spirit vision of an unprecedented fashion. I had seen an arrow having no point on the arrowhead. It took our men days to build the walls, but the spirits assured me that game driven along the shaft of my spirit vision arrow, and into this pointless arrowhead, would converge to the point on the treeline where our archers waited with arrows of their own.
They say that in the Weirdwood lost elves lie beneath the surface of the murkey waters. Their eyes stair vacantly, and their lungs draw no breath as they rest in their magical hibernation. Only when a creature passes nearby do they stir, lunging from their shallow watery beds to grab their victim and drag it down to a slimy grave. Beware the Weirdwood... the hunting ground of the Lost Ones.
At the back of the scrap yard a hunter found his home. He likes to relax in a hollowed out thruster from a spacecraft and wait for the exotic and sometimes rare animals that wander from the forest towards the heat and noise. They all taste great!
The treasure was there, deep in the darkness of the canyon. It was like the biggest pearls treasure in the world. But if you looked more carefully all those pearls were just human skulls. Skulls of the imprudents who made the mistake to search for this faked treasure on giant spiders territory. (So hard to write description like this in English....sorry)