#new warriors female

[fatalghouls]

Tawnypelt likes Crowfeather I guess

[airoarts]

Leader and deputy

[Image description: a digital painting of Squirrelstar and Ivypool from Warriors. Squirrelstar is a small dark red cat with green eyes, standing in front of the much taller Ivypool, a gray tabby-and-white cat with blue eyes and many battle scars. The background is dark blue. end ID]

[bunsandstuff]

L'ange de Ishgard

[vertigoartgore]

Big Barda set in the DKR universe commission by artist Nic Klein. Source

[quibbs126]

So me and my brother finally got to the Elita-1 episode, something he’s been waiting for for a while (I think because she’s the only member of the TF One quartet we haven’t seen yet, though I told him that this is like her only appearance)

Personally I quite liked the episode, though personally I was a bit annoyed with them constantly referring to Elita’s group as the “female Autobots”, like they’re some sort of separate species from the male/“normal” Autobots, and also pairing off every female character with a male one (with Optimus and Elita it’s fine, but it’s all of them where it bugs me), though they never outright said anything so outside of maybe Elita and Optimus, I choose to interpret them as just friends. Oh well, it’s a cartoon for boys from the 80s, what you gonna do

But yeah, so I decided to draw the main three girls from the episode outside of Elita. I’m not sure why I didn’t draw her, but oh well, maybe another time. But I also wanted to somewhat redesign them as well

I think this all stemmed from me wanting to give Moonracer a head like TFA Blurr, which is what I tried to do here. Honestly, I think she turned out fairly well, same with Chromia

It’s pretty much Firestar I’m dissatisfied with, probably because I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with her design. She’s the only one that went through two iterations of designs because I didn’t know what I was doing. Probably also doesn’t help that I can’t really remember Firestar’s character, unlike Moonracer and Chromia whom I can at least remember some general vibes of. Also in general, I don’t really like her color scheme, I feel like the silver really clashes, as well as her canon blue eyes

Sorry Firestar. But at least other people have some banger designs for you

But yeah I played around with some of the eye colors again. I gave Chromia red optics specifically because while watching the episode, I think once or twice her eyes were accidentally colored red in a shot. But personally I thought the red worked really well on her, more than the blue, so red eyes she gets. As for Firestar, it was mostly a case of me again thinking the blue really didn’t fit her colors, and going with orange since I thought it’d work best

The blue I think still looks fine on Moonracer though, it works well with her seafoam green

And yeah, I think that’s it for these. Not really much to say honestly, other than needing to make a better design for Firestar

[pikathepawz]

Squilf! 🐿️

Currently re-reading Warriors and am up to Dark River

[pizzazz-party]

My condolences to literally anyone who was seriously invested about the shipping in this show. I was here for Melinda and Emma’s journey the whole time, and I got blessed during that finale.

You are me and I am you, and I cannot believe you came back. I cannot do this without you.

[x-heesy]

Jen Stark’s art is driven by her interest in conceptualizing visual systems to simulate plant growth, evolution, infinity, fractals, mimetic topographies, and sacred geometries. Using available materials—paper, wood, metal, paint—Stark strives to make work that balances on a razor’s edge of optical seduction and perceptual engagement. In recent years, Stark has introduced new technologies into her diverse practice, delving into the digital realm of interactive projections and distinctive NFTs.

The resulting works often resemble organic, molecular, cloud-like structures, and are imbued with kinetic, undulating effects that serve to dislocate the viewer from staid reality into an immersive ecosphere of echoing patterns and the implausible designs found in nature. Even her vivid colors are in direct conversation with the natural world; the attractant/repellent properties of flowers encouraging pollination or insects warning birds of their poisonous traits, and the luminous mystery of phosphorescent sea creatures are among Stark’s concerns.

Via these corporeal abstractions, spectators are led onto the astral plane; there’s a transcendence to Stark’s work where the vibrational phases become a sacrosanct and curative experience for the viewer. Traces of mandalas or nautili reveal themselves as sacred geometric forms in Stark’s spiritual reservoir.

Stark’s ability to create atmospheric, minimal, naturalist configurations that only reveal themselves after deep engagement align her with the artistic legacies of Yayoi Kusama, Sol Lewitt, Tara Donovan, Tom Friedman, Andy Goldsworthy, Ernst Haeckel, and the Finish Fetish artists of 1960s Los Angeles.

Not limited to the confines of museums and galleries, Stark’s diverse practice—a series of sculptural objects that rely on a commitment to process and hypnotic repetition; charismatic wall works; widely seen murals; intricately animated films; NFTs (non-fungible tokens) and interactive projections—has been exhibited throughout the world, permeating both the physical and digital realms. By adopting cutting-edge techniques to showcase her aesthetic, Stark activates her universe through constant adaptation and transformation.

Stark was born in Miami, Florida in 1983, and studied at the Maryland Institute College of Art, graduating in 2005. Since then, Stark has realized exhibitions globally, with major shows in New York, Los Angeles, Miami, Chicago, Thailand, and Canada. Recently included as one of Fortune’s “NFTy 50,” Stark made history as the first female artist to make Foundation’s top 10 highest selling NFT creatives. Her work is in the collections of the Smithsonian American Art Museum, the West Collection, Crystal Bridges Museum of American Art, NSU Art Museum and MOCA Miami, among others.

Stark lives and works in Los Angeles. Part1 Part2

#sculpture #sculptureart #sculptureartist #sculptures #sculpturelovers #sculptureoftheday #sculpturepark #sculpture_art #sculpturegallery #sculpturesofinstagram #sculpture_gallery #sculpturesurbois #contemporarysculpture #sculpturecontemporaine #sculpturephotography #sculptured #modernsculpture #abstractsculpture #handsculpture @frenchpsychiatrymuderedmycnut 🌈 #artsculpture #instasculpture #skulptur #skulpturen #skulpturer #skulpturensammlung #skulptures #skulptūra #skulpturia #skulpturenausstellung

Soundtrack: I Feel Space by Lindstrøm 🌈

[canirs]

Bunny of Light

My WoL Viera named Rena Solnes. She used to be a summoner, but now she's your resident red mage. She also has a very handsome hubby bunny that tanks things for her.

[aesthetic--mood]

Valkyrie Aesthetic

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

"FOR MANY YEARS THIS CHARACTER WAS CALLED NAMORITA..."

PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on Marvel Masterpieces 1996 trading card #27 -- Kymaera (formerly Namorita), artwork/original painting by Julie Bell.

FIRST APPEARANCE: "Sub-Mariner" #50 (June, 1972)

CREATOR: Bill Everett

Sources: www.pinterest.com/pin/753156737660878223 (Pinterest 2x).

[elgaberino-mcoc]

Polling: FIRESTAR

Marvel Strike Force is getting Firestar. She's decently popular with @MarvelChampions Summoners, recently at at rank 69. Do you think this Amazing Friend of Spider-Man (and Iceman) should be in the #MCOC Battlerealm? Vote! 

[gutterclan]

Moon Seven - Frostcreep

Harebolt gathers raspberries on patrol. Coniferstar is seen talking seriously with a kittypet. Harebolt quickly apologizes after bumping into Snowstreak. They have a small laugh about it.

Cats mentioned: Coniferstar - 27 moons - Leader Hubert - 92 moons - Kittypet Harebolt - 105 moons - Medicine Cat Snowstreak - 106 moons - Warrior

The air is fragrant with the scent of pine. Coniferstar inhales, deeply, opening his mouth to let the spicy, fusty smells of the forest wash over his tongue. Pine-litter and sweet bark, the earth rich, the land all teeming with life. The very southern border of their territory. He looks up; the trees loom over him. Dark, straight pines, dripping the melt of an early snowfall back to earth in fat, loud, spattering drops. The woods begin, here, all in a sudden line; the kind of clean, unnatural break that only comes where Twolegs go. All the better– it makes a very neat boundary, between where his cats can and cannot go. Beyond here, danger. Coniferstar huffs. Rubs his cheek against a bleeding, sappy stump; Sedgeclan was here. With so few warriors, their border-marks fade as quick as the clan can lay them. His heart twinges, a little, at the thought; at the smell of pine-sap fresh and bright on his fur, as he pulls back away. A homesickness; a grief. No matter– they will be a proper clan, here, some day.

And he has other business, today. The young tom shakes himself, trotting on along the treeline. The shadows of the pines fall over him, in patches, like the stripes of some great, dark tabby. Over a thunderpath, now; gravel, and not the hard, stinking stone of his old territory. The rocks bite into Coniferstar’s paws– he pays them no mind. At the end of the road, a strange structure crouches; some cross between a monster and a twoleg den. Small, and clad in shining metal; it throws back the sun like packed-down snow. Coniferstar squints, and ducks his head against the glare. He slows to a walk, sidling around the backside of the den, until its shadow falls across him. He calls out only when he can raise his head, again. “Hubert! Are you here?” There is a silence, which lasts a very long time. A hawk cries, far away, and Coniferstar glances up to see its outline stamped, dark, against the cloud-grey of the sky. “Coniferfrost?” Coniferstar looks down, again, blinking spots out of his eyes. “Coniferstar,” he says.

Hubert cocks her head. A kittypet– a tortoiseshell, with a pelt all-grey except the strange, stark orange of one paw; like she’d dipped it in a puddle of mud. “That’s a promotion, isn’t it?” She blinks at him. “Hang on, then. Is Cooperstar…” “Yes.” Coniferstar ducks his head. There is another pause. The silence goes unbroken, this time, the sky above a grey unmarked by far-off wings. “I’m sorry,” Hubert says. And then, inadequately, “he was nice.” “He was.” Coniferstar sighs. “You didn’t know, then? I’d hoped you’d have… heard. If there was news, from Featherclan.” Hubert shakes her head. “You’re the first one I’ve seen in ages. I’d kinda thought you all’d forgotten me.” Coniferstar laughs; though his heart isn’t in it. He forces a purr, and leans in to nudge Hubert’s shoulder. “No, old friend– how could we?” From the shadows, rabbit-leaps away; a pair of green-blue eyes watches– and then turns aside.

Lost in thought, Harebolt drags a bundle of raspberries back into camp. The bristly stalks prick at her mouth– like chewing on a cat’s tongue. She huffs at the strange mental picture– and knocks, hard, into another cat, her vision obscured by the bundle of herbs. Snowstreak makes a startled, wounded noise; there is a dull thump. “Oh!” Harebolt’s words are muffled through the leaves; she spits them out, and bends to sniff at Snowstreak where she’s laid out, sprawling, in the dirt. “Sorry– Snowstreak. Are you alright?” ‘I– think I am.” Snowstreak blinks, her eyes crossing a little to meet Harebolt’s as she bends in close. “Though I’m not sure when you became so… fussy.” Snowstreak pushes herself upright, just enough to touch noses with her mate; and then shoves at her, a little more insistently, to give her room to get up. Harebolt sits back with a laugh. “Around the time you got your leg bit off by a rogue.” She watches Snowstreak struggle to her paws, warmth flooding her pelt. “It– bitten off is a little strong. It’s mostly attached.” Snowstreak sticks her back leg out, for them both to see. Harebolt thinks to a moon or two back, when it would have been too stiff to move like that. A purr rumbles up out of her chest. “All the way off,” she says, to diffuse the bubbling, too-warm feeling rising up in her, too strong to contain. “I’m a ‘medicine cat’ now. I’d know.” Snowstreak laughs; a little wheezy and breathless-sounding still, but leaps better than she’d been. She leans her head into Harebolt’s shoulder, purring deep in her chest. “Strange,” she says, softly. “Isn’t it? This– all of it. ‘Medicine cats,” and–” “Yeah.” Harebolt licks the top of Snowstreak’s head; she’s barely feverish, to the touch. She opens her mouth, and then– there is a pause. Snowstreak pulls back, to look at her. “Harebolt?” Harebolt meets her mate’s green, familiar eyes. “Snowstreak. Once you’re better. Do you want to stay?” Snowstreak blinks in surprise. “Of course! Why– I mean. Do you…” Harebolt looks at her paws. The raspberry leaves, scattered all around her, bristle, their edges scalloped with some precursor to thorns. “Of course not. He saved your life. Coniferstar did.” It is strangely hard to say, through the knot tying up her throat. Snowstreak purrs. “Oh– good,” she says, her voice a rush. “Me– I mean. I’m glad. I know it’s odd, but–” And she is so steady, on her paws; on her own four paws, again. Her injured leg doesn’t even shake, when she shifts her weight as Harebolt looks at her. What else is there to say, in the face of that. “But he saved us,” Harebolt murmurs, and presses her cheek against Snowstreak's, their pelts warm, together, even with High Dark looming.

[moon-warrior-books]

WWYD if you saw him in a dark alley?

Lunar Awakening, my debut dark fantasy novel is set to come out early 2024. Keep and eye out for more snipits and character art!

[tigerqueen767]

I've been thinking about this particular design for a while. That's right, I was mostly drawing this in my head until last night. Not too shabby, huh?

Her name is Cinder. She is 28 years old and she's one of the main villains in the series. She's supposed to have powers but I'm not sure what they'll be yet.

Could you help me with that? Cause I can't think of a power for her. It's funny because I have another villain in mind who I haven't designed yet but DOES have a power and this woman has a design but doesn't have a power.

Do you like her Scythes? The reason I flipped them like that is cause I had this idea that she's constantly spinning them in her hands.

I gave her a ponytail. I might change that. Ponytails aren't exactly badass. What do you think of that?

[diah-the-demon]

Wait i just realised, since il be buying elf ears for whenever i start making the amity cosplay i can do a zelda cosplay since she also has elf ears