#Holographic Art

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holographic harmony keychains are here! they are extra large at 4 inches tall!

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Welcome to Luminaera

Luminaera is a vibrant coastal metropolis, sprawling along the edge of the cerulean Mirasol Sea. Known for its glittering skyline, the city is a tapestry of innovation and tradition, where futuristic architecture intermingles with historical quarters that whisper tales of the past. The heart of the city is the Luminous Bay, a bustling harbor by day and a neon-lit spectacle by night, reflecting the city's name which means "era of light."

The streets of Luminaera are lined with lush greenery, with vertical gardens scaling the sides of glass towers, and eco-pods floating on the waterways that crisscross the urban landscape. The city is a hub for artists and tech visionaries alike, hosting cultural festivals that showcase light installations, holographic art, and music that resonates through the soul of the city.

Beyond the high-energy urban center lies the serene Eden Park, a vast expanse of natural beauty that offers a tranquil escape from the city's pulsing rhythm. Here, locals and tourists alike can wander through botanical gardens, meditate by lotus ponds, or explore the interactive outdoor exhibits that blend nature with immersive art.

Luminaera is not just a place but a living, breathing entity, a beacon of progress and a sanctuary of peace, ever glowing under the watchful gaze of the Lighthouse of Infinity, an iconic structure that symbolizes the city's endless pursuit of light and knowledge.

Some of the notable residents of Luminaera:

Elara

Once upon a twilight in Luminaera, as the sky painted itself with the dusky blush of sunset and the city lights began their nightly flirtation with the darkening horizon, there wandered a girl whose eyes mirrored the very soul of the metropolis.

Her name was Elara, a spritely figure cloaked in a hoodie as enigmatic as the half-veiled stars above. Luminaera was her canvas, the bustling streets her gallery, and within her gaze dwelt a fierce determination to capture a fleeting moment that begged to be etched into eternity.

Sundown was the bewitchingly unruly hour when the historical quarters sang harmoniously with the ultra-modern skyscrapers. It was the perfect time for her—the street artist whose murals were whispered about, marveled at, sought after, yet remained as elusive as the artist herself.

A curious emblem adorned her hoodie, a little star creature with a mischievous grin, almost as if it knew secrets of the city that were hidden to all but the most inquisitive souls. Elara was more than just curious, she was a creative vortex, a force that altered the visual heartbeat of the city one clandestine mural at a time.

This evening, Elara's target was the stark wall of an ancient library nestled against the backdrop of Luminaera’s newest quantum data center. With a spray can as her wand and the wall as her spellbook, she conjured color and chaos, abstract lines that distilled the essence of Luminaera's duality; tradition meeting innovation, nature colliding with technology, whispers of ancient tales flowing into streams of cybernetic consciousness.

As the night deepened, her artwork came alive, pulsing with an energy that echoed the very lifeblood of Luminaera. It was not just a mural but a portal of sorts, a window that granted passerby a glimpse into the city’s multifaceted soul.

By morning, Elara vanished into the city's heart, leaving behind her latest masterpiece—a constellation of colors and forms that captivated and confounded. She was the spirit of Luminaera itself; a spectral artist bridging old worlds and new, night and day, in the dance of shadows and light.

And as the city awoke to the gift that graced its ancient walls, somewhere in the tangled alleyways, Elara smiled, her eyes filled with the hues of her next dream, the next corner of Luminaera to be touched by her unseen brush.

Luminaera whispered its thanks through the leaves of its urban gardens and breathed a sigh of contentment as art merged with life in a ceaseless embrace. Mira

In the bustling metropolis of Luminaera, where the ancient cobblestones met with the sleek glass of the aspirant tech giants, there roamed a girl whose eyes held a story as enigmatic as the city itself. Let's call her Mira - a burst of life and color against the chrome and neon backdrop, with hair that danced like the shadows at dusk and a jacket that told tales in vivid patches and stitches.

She strolled through the Verve District, where the scent of seawater mingled with the sizzle of street food, her hoodie adorned with animated characters that seemed to echo her every mood. These characters weren't just decor; they represented the subculture of Luminaera - a testament to the fusion of simplicity and the digital age, a soft imprint of nostalgia on the ever-forward march of progress.

Mira's eyes twinkled with mischief as she paused by a street performer, a robot that painted portraits with strokes that could outmatch the sea's own rhythm. With a deft hand, she dropped a token into the collection hat, a silent pact of appreciation for art in all its forms.

It was at that moment, between the serenity of the waves crashing against the harbor walls and the cacophony of a city that never truly sleeps, that she felt a familiar vibration from her pocket. A message from an old friend: "Meet me at The Crux. It's time." The Crux, an antiquated arcade that clung to the heartstrings of Luminaera's youth, was a harbor for dreamers and a haven for those seeking solace from the gleam of too much future too fast.

With a soft sigh that spoke volumes of the stories locked within her, Mira turned on her heel, her shoes lighting up with each step - a personal constellation guiding her to the next chapter of her adventure. As she ventured towards The Crux, each step seemed to echo with the heartbeat of Luminaera itself - a symphony of old and new, of memories cherished and moments yet to be seized.

And there, beneath the jumble of neon signs and the glow of vintage arcade machines, Mira found her friend, her co-conspirator in a world teetering on the edge of tomorrow. Together, they stood as the avatars of a city that taught them what it means to be vibrant, to be alive - Luminaera, the jewel by the sea, where every street could tell a different story, and every face held a new world within their gaze.

Echo

In the sprawling, neon-drenched alleyways of Luminaera, where the whisper of the future races through the cobblestones underfoot, I met a girl with auburn-laced tendrils and eyes holding centuries worth of wisdom.

She was an enigma, a fusion of the city's dichotomy. Her hoodie, a relic of old-world comfort, contrasted sharply against the holographic graffiti tags that adorned the ancient brick walls. On her chest, two whimsical creatures danced, seeming out of step with the palpable rush of technology around us—yet fitting perfectly with the serene calm she exuded.

They called her Echo, for her presence reverberated through the streets like the soft hum of the tide against Luminaera's glittering shores. Some say she descended from the great clock tower at the heart of the city, a guardian to the whispered secrets and unspoken dreams of those who tread these gleaming paths.

Despite the constant thrum of life—drones above us mapping constellations, AI artists painting stories in the air—Echo moved with a grace that seemed to slow time itself, beguiling and tranquil. I followed her through a labyrinth where old met new; steam rose from vendor carts selling traditional recipes next to a cafe crafting beverages from distilled starlight.

The story of the day unfolded without words, as if we were characters in a silent film scored only by the heartbeat of the city. She led me to a garden hidden between skyscrapers, a verdant escape where mechanical birds sang ancient songs, and luminescent flowers swayed to an unseen breeze.

As dusk settled, the city transforming before our eyes, Echo turned, offering a small smile that promised tales of adventure. In the midst of this ever-changing city, somehow, it was her—the girl with the soulful gaze and the hoodie of solitude—who seemed the most out of time and yet the most at home.

And as quickly as she appeared, melting back into the shadows between the old and new, she left an imprint, a reminder that even in a city reaching for tomorrow, there are timeless stories waiting to be told.

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Pokemon Halloween Candy Stickers made by QueenAltaria

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"Cloud Forest" • 5x7" • watercolor & ink

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[Monster High] so since pink lagoona is a hot topic in the fandom, i though it'd be a fun challenge to try and make some pink lagoonas myself. there's actually a lot of material to work with imo!

these are all essentially looks for a recolored g1 lagoona, only the last one being intended for her g3 personality. i wanted to make more for g3, but didn't quite like them in execution, so maybe another time..

tropical treasure: beautiful, glamorous, colorful, but a bit more of an aquarium decoration than a strange beast. loosely inspired by bettas

ghost ship cruise: etherial haunty lagoona, inspired by jellyfish. light, translucent and probably cold to the touch

coy classic: elegant mermaid pond lagoona, inspired by koi fish. this one is kind of an amalgamation of her g1 dolls that exists in my head tbh

little axolotl: cute and quirky, like the new lagoona. inspired by axolotls and sea slugs :)

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shattered holographic killua stickers!

[hoshikarin]

Confetti or birthday cake? 🎂 It's festive whatever you choose 🎉

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The 2D vs 3D contrast of the sonic and shadow generation hubworlds cracks me up the more I think about it

Bonus:

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Sparkly Koi fish. ❤️

Watercolors: Schmincke Metallic Watercolors: Lisilinka Paper: Hahnemühle

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I feel sad -> I reread my favorite Tim storylines -> I instantly feel better about my life.

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Skystar thingy I made for my PS4 banner! Ref image + closeups under the cut!