Author: ultrawolvesunderthefullmoon

https://www.instagram.com/wolvesofgray This blog is a refugee and a survivor of the Great Tumblr Inquisition of December 17th, 2018. I am gay artist, who received training at the Rhode Island School of Design, and now, a retired high-end fine art framer living in Maryland, USA. My interests and studies in life run a wide gamut from art to history and from the scientific to the esoteric. I have been building this blog of images and texts for the last eight years. My wish is that my posts pique the interest of viewers and encourage them to experience more.

Jose Daniel Cabrera Peña

Jose Daniel Cabrera Peña, Two Illustrations for Jason and the Argonauts

Osprey Adventures, a new division of Osprey Publishing, has just released a new edition of Jason and the Argonauts with illustrations done by Jose Daniel Cabrera Pena.

Jose Daniel Cabrera Peña is a Spanish born, self taught traditional and CG 2D artist. His work is focused on historical and fantasy editorial illustrations, concept art for computer games and mattepainting in animation movies.

Some of the projects Jose has been involved with include the Sony CEA God of War game series, Ubisoft/Redstorm Ghost Recon game series, Wizards of the Coast Magic the Gathering, George R.R. Martin’s World of Ice and Fire illustrated book, Games Workshop codex books, and Osprey Publishing books.

Ralph Waldo Emerson: “Splendor of the Inmost Nature”

Photographer Unknown, (Splendor of the Inmost Nature)

One class lives to the utility of the symbol, as the majority of men do, regarding health and wealth as the chief good. Another class live about this mark to the beauty of the symbol; as the poet and artist and the sensual school in philosophy. A third class live above the beauty of the symbol to the beauty of the thing signified and these are wise men. The first class have common sense; the second, taste; and the third spiritual perception.

I see in society the neophytes of all these classes, the class especially of young men who in their best knowledge of the sign have a misgiving that there is yet an unattained substance and they grope and sigh and aspire long in dissatisfaction, the sand-blind adorers of the symbol meantime chirping and scoffing and trampling them down. I see moreover that the perfect man – one to a millennium – if so many, traverses the whole scale and sees and enjoys the symbol solidly; then also has a clear eye for its beauty; and lastly wears it lightly as a robe which he can easily throw off, for he sees the reality and divine splendor of the inmost nature bursting through each chink and cranny.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson, Early Lectures of Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1836-1838

Thomas Mann: “Clarity in Ambiguity”

Photographers Unknown, (Clarity in Ambiguity)

“Isn’t it grand, isn’t it good, that language has only one word for everything we associate with love – from utter sanctity to the most fleshly lust? The result is perfect clarity in ambiguity, for love cannot be disembodied even in its most sanctified forms, nor is it without sanctity even at its most fleshly. Love is always simply itself, both as a subtle affirmation of life and as the highest passion; love is our sympathy with organic life.”

― Thomas Mann, The Magic Mountain

A Collection of Grins

Photographers Unknown, A Collection of Grins

“All right,” said the Cat; and this time it vanished quite slowly, beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the grin, which remained some time after the rest of it had gone.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking Glass

 

Interslice

Artist Unknown, (Interslice), Computer Graphics, Animation Gifs

“Heat flanks passageways down the Interstices. Wildfires cluster—spread down the base trunk Axon in a definitive roar: hitting branches, flaring out to Dendrites to give rise to this release of the very chemical seeds through which sentience is begotten.

Float about the ether, gliding a gentle current, before skimming down, to a skip over the surface of a sea of deep black with glimmering waves. And then, come to a stop, still inanimate and naked before any trespass into the Field, with all its layers that serve to veil. Plunge downward into the trenches. Swim backwards, upstream, and down through these spiraling jets of bubbles.”

– Ahim Shanker, Sinew of the Social Species