Friday Art Attack

Another week, another art attack post.

This is a strange, although technically well done piece. Making the nymph a dude and the representative of modern civilization a weird, pseudo-Gothic steampunk gal is strange, but I still like the line work.

Fantastic landscapes has been a major part of the genre since Tolkien at least. Tolkien was supposedly heavily inspired by hiking trips he took when young in Switzerland; Rivendell in particular is often compared to Lauterbrunnen.

Wayne Reynolds' output seems to have slowed in the last few years, but if anything he's getting more dynamic and arguably better over time. Now, his anatomy isn't so hot on those two ridiculous girl characters, although he can't be blamed for them, and anatomy wasn't ever what anyone came to him for anyway.

A couple of good old fashioned space opera images.

I often neglect classic art, but for the most part, it's so much better than anything being done today that one can seriously make the case that our culture is regressing into primitivism. There's actually plenty of evidence for that beyond our art, but anyway... This is an illustration of Brennus' sacking of Rome. Vae victis, baby!

Part of a series, a story told only in images, of a knight who goes to a witch to get a cure for a princess, but who is in turn cursed. The princess then dons his red cape, goes to the same witch and saves the knight. Egh; not exactly the most classic, timeless narrative out there, but I liked the art nonetheless.

I have no idea what this is or where I got it, but what the heck; it's pretty cool.

Pellucidar has to vie with the Carson Napier of Venus series as a distant third to Tarzan and Barsoom in Edgar Rice Burroughs' canon. Nonetheless, both have plenty to offer.

Yeah, I dunno. Pretty cool, though, whatever the devil is supposed to be going on.

An imitation of classic art style... sorta, and at least a classic moment to capture in art. Perseus saving Andromeda from Ketos (not the Kraken) at the last minute.

Back when Orientalism was still cool.  Y'know, before we got to know all to well the subjects of our Orientalist fascination and found them a pale shadow of what we imagined they were. There's a lesson there for the oikophobes, not that they'll learn it, because their condition isn't exactly rational.

And let's end today with some Warhammer undead.