Hey again! I wanted to do a couple of landscape pieces. I don't know if this really is one, as I think I might look up some more refs. This was done from scratch. Anyhow, I amalgamated a few old stories in my head today, and decided to do a little drawing towards them. It's amazing how good this new pencil holder makes me feel :) Anyhow, I had this old idea, for a world that exists outside the material plane we all know and love, and another idea, taking place in a world just beyond the borders of Hell (see my entry on The Vile Child). Anyhow, I thought of combining the two, and exploring them further.
Here we see the shores of the distant city of Arcade, which exists half on the edge of Hell and on the farthest border of the sea of dreams. Here we see the harbor; a dilapidated shanty-town, cobbled together from old ruins and beached ships, every building an idol to the art of scavenging. Pieced together from fallen ships, or cobbled into new life by the locust-like inhabitants from older structures, Arcade is a parasitic city, subsisting on architecture long since abandoned. Here, on the shores, we see where the filthy locust children of Arcade gather the resources for their shanty-towns, and the paths into the darker city-heart, littered with the foreboding arches that overshadow ever flit of movement in these filthy warrens. How much of Arcade is old and how much is new is known only to the brutal children who inhabit the cities' dark corridors.
I'm thinking about actually painting this. I think I will...
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