Y finalmente aquí está!! Bueno,ahora a llevarlo al spanish para que me critiquen la mini los compañeros.
And here it is finally!! Well, it's time to go to the spanish team , there our hobby friends will let me now what the think about it.
Welcome to my home where I share with you my journey to become a better painter
14/11/2012
Abyssal warlord or God's pupet.
Y finalmente aquí está!! Bueno,ahora a llevarlo al spanish para que me critiquen la mini los compañeros. And here it is finally!! Well, it's time to go to the spanish team , there our hobby friends will let me now what the think about it.
05/11/2012
Abyssal warlord or God's pupet.
Many times when I look to the warhammer background I think that It is rather simple, I mean….the evil is absolutely evil and the good is absolutely good. Dwarves are good while a chaos dwarf is evil…there is not mid term.
THE STORY:
Try to imagine a humble empire family, every thing is normal in their daily work.
Some day, the younger son shows a small chaos mutation that points him as a chosen one of the dark powers, however He is good, no evil feelings inside him, It’s only a physical mutation.
His parents love him more than nothing in the world, so they help him scape from the empire forces before they discover them and kill him.
The little boy escapes and visits the chaos deserts.
The family come back to their house broken by the pain.
Twenty years have passed and the little boy is now the ABYSSAL WARLORD. He has fought over hundreds of wars, he has ripped, he has murdered , he has corrupted the earth…everything that was possible to demonstrate his value to the dark powers. Now he is a chaos warrior.
But the dark powers never have enough….
In a chaos incursion, the warrior comes back to his hometown, the red rage posses him, everything is a red tide.
Suddenly he regains lucidity….he is somewhere he knows, It is the threshold of his former house…his hands covered with blood….he has murdered his mother, his father, his brothers and sisters…everyone….the dark powers are pretty happy.
After twenty years doing awful things, he discover himself thinking if all these power, all these dark gifts are worth it….the only love and cares he’d ever felt has been erased from the face of the earth. For the very first time in twenty years the ABYSSAL WARLORD feels sadness….and doubts .
Can a chaos warrior feel love ?? Is redemption possible?
PAINTING:
This is a very sad story, that is why I tried a very dark and heavy atmosphere. Because of that I used a pure cenital patron.
The abyssal warlord is crying blood…he has murdered all that he had ever once loved.
The only pure colours that you can find is the yellow-orange from the armours eyes, simulating the dark powers having fun with all these suffer, and the red from the blood (the only important thing for the chaos gods).
THE STORY:
Try to imagine a humble empire family, every thing is normal in their daily work.
Some day, the younger son shows a small chaos mutation that points him as a chosen one of the dark powers, however He is good, no evil feelings inside him, It’s only a physical mutation.
His parents love him more than nothing in the world, so they help him scape from the empire forces before they discover them and kill him.
The little boy escapes and visits the chaos deserts.
The family come back to their house broken by the pain.
Twenty years have passed and the little boy is now the ABYSSAL WARLORD. He has fought over hundreds of wars, he has ripped, he has murdered , he has corrupted the earth…everything that was possible to demonstrate his value to the dark powers. Now he is a chaos warrior.
But the dark powers never have enough….
In a chaos incursion, the warrior comes back to his hometown, the red rage posses him, everything is a red tide.
Suddenly he regains lucidity….he is somewhere he knows, It is the threshold of his former house…his hands covered with blood….he has murdered his mother, his father, his brothers and sisters…everyone….the dark powers are pretty happy.
After twenty years doing awful things, he discover himself thinking if all these power, all these dark gifts are worth it….the only love and cares he’d ever felt has been erased from the face of the earth. For the very first time in twenty years the ABYSSAL WARLORD feels sadness….and doubts .
Can a chaos warrior feel love ?? Is redemption possible?
PAINTING:
This is a very sad story, that is why I tried a very dark and heavy atmosphere. Because of that I used a pure cenital patron.
The abyssal warlord is crying blood…he has murdered all that he had ever once loved.
The only pure colours that you can find is the yellow-orange from the armours eyes, simulating the dark powers having fun with all these suffer, and the red from the blood (the only important thing for the chaos gods).
Se trata de un trabajo bastante personal, pues intento expresar una idea y contar una historia.
LA HISTORIA:
Muchas veces al ver el trasfondo del mundo warhammer pienso que es demasiado simple, quiero decir, los malos son muy malos y los buenos son muy buenos. Un enano es bueno mientras que un enano del caos es malo........
Lo que intento representar con esta mini es todo lo contrario. Siempre me he sentido muy atraído por los personajes un poco contradictorios. La idea es, ¿Puede un guerrero del caos tener sentimientos?
La historia que hay detrás de la escena:
Imaginaos a una feliz familia humilde del imperio, todo transcurre con normalidad en su quehacer diario. Un cierto día el hijo menor de la familia empieza a manifestar algún tipo de mutación que lo señala como persona tocada por los poderes oscuros.
Sus padres lo aman con toda la fuerza del mundo y es por ello que a escondidas lo ayudan a escapar de la ciudad antes de que los poderes del imperio lo descubran y manden asesinarlo.
El niño escapa y viaja hasta los desiertos del caos.
La familia vuelve rota por el dolor a su casa a intentar seguir con su vida.
Han pasado casi 20 años, el niño ahora es el ABYSSAL WARLORD. Ha probado en miles de batallas su valía a los dioses del caos. Ha matado. Ha violado. Ha corrompido la tierra. Es un guerrero del caos.
Pero los dioses oscuros nuncan tienen suficiente......es hora de ir más allá....
En una incursión del caos el guerrero vuelve a su ciudad natal, y presa de la ira oscura destruye todo a su paso...todo es una marea roja.....
De repente recobra el juicio y comprueba que está en un sitio que conoce, está en el umbral de la puerta de su antiguo hogar.....sus manos están cubiertas de sangre...........ha asesinado a su padre, a su madre, a sus hermanos.......a todo el mundo.
Después de 20 años por primera vez se para a pensar si todo ese poder, todos esos dones que ha recibido de los dioses oscuros valen de algo..........el único amor que alguna vez sintió.....las únicas caricias por él recibidas, habían sido borradas de un plumazo de la faz de la tierra POR ÉL MISMO. Por primera vez en 20 años, el ABYSSAL WARLORD siente tristeza......y dudas.......¿Cabe el amor y la redención en un guerrero del caos?
LA PINTURA:
Como veis se trata de una historio tristísima. Por eso quería que la atmósfera fuera pesada, opresiva y muy oscura. Para ello me valdré de una iluminación cenital pura.
Como parte del esquema tendré que centrar la atención en la cara:
El Abyssal warlord está llorando........pero está llorando sangre, después de todo es más que un simple mortal.
La mano estará llena de sangre, y por tanto dirigiré gran parte de la atención a esa parte.
Los únicos colores primarios y secundarios que veréis son los utilizados en los ojos de la armadura. Con esto quiero simular el regocijo de los dioses del caos mirando el sufrimiento causado a través de marioneta y a su propia marioneta.
Por ahora eso es todo.
Comentarios y críticas bienvenidos.
03/11/2012
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