Also ghosts, fairies and giants. Now also dragons.
m’kay now I have a cunning plan.
The red texts are the main storytelling panels.
The blue is an inner border of time, kinda logarithmic, bursting out into the far future.
Orange is another border pattern representing quantum fields and the main narrative.
(The grey clock numbers won’t be used, they’re just for context.)
This second sketch goes in the waste bin. Thought I could bodge bits together into scenes. I see now, I need to have a visual flow, a golden section balance, if you will. And… A narrative, clockwise: 1pm the Big Bang’s Planck Epoch, 11pm the witch photographer in a spacesuit. Then, space fairies at midnight introduce the consciousness love field to Earth.
Dancing space fairies are good and black holes, but I need to do more with the swirling gas clouds and nebula.
These two wild, crazy, joyful, ecstatic, euphoric, fervid, dancing queen, space fairies are part of the antique picture frame, they’re a section of the bas-relief, like plaster mouldings in gold. Sumptuous gold and Art Nouveau swirl, properly bonkers baroque and flamboyantly fabulous.
Rough ideas for a frame. I’ll 3d resin print, in high detail, cold cast iron, gold, and retouched and painted. The canvas panels are to be overpainted enhancements: transparent overlays, pearlescent inks, iridescent finishes, UV reactive details, and metallic highlights.
I’m switching this site, from printing myself, and posting in a tube to a POD site. I have to reformat everything, so it’s going to take a lot of time.
It’s too limiting and a royal pain. With print on demand, I can have such a huge range of materials and have things framed! And, posted out for me to all corners of the world, directly from the UK, EU, US and AU.
I’m not sure what materials, yet. But here’s a list of possibilities.
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Made a mistake this morning in the darkness. I should have used argan oil on my beard, but it has not yet arrived from eBay. Instead, I used sea buckthorn oil. It’s very yellow. I wondered why people were looking at me this morning on the train. Probably because I missed bits. Eh?
My mam, who art in Heaven, is going to kill me because of the tatts. The pec implants, not so much.
Space fairies, photographed during the Planck Epoch of The Big Bang, by yours truly. Their goggled lenses reflect the birth of everything — quantum foam dancing in amber irises. Their dragonfly wings ripple with multi-dimensional colours. All the while, wielding infernal machinery and casting mathematical, shapely spells, they sing the universe into being.
Goth space fairies aren’t bad space fairies. But, they sometimes do bad things.
It would be the very last thing you’d do. To anger a goth space fairy when her wand is alight.
Goth space fairies are not a race of fairies, more a subculture. You’d think that over the billions of billions of years (that’s a billion with a billion zeros) that there’d be an evolution of fairies.
I.e. primitive, simple, cave dwelling, rock bashing fairies to hyper civilised and ultra intelligent fairies with off shoots and dead ends to an evolutionary tree.
Not so.
There are, for sure, primitive fairies only just now crawling out of the mud and peak pinnacle, hyper-evolved fairies, but they all exist at the same time. The same space fairy time. (My time, here, and your time, there, dear reader, are not in any way connected.)
Goth space fairies, though they look to our eyes like the rebellious, punk, death worshipping goths, with Doc Martins, black and purple clothes and silver jewellery, smoking fags and moaning about shit. However, they’re just one of those coincidences that happen with infinite time.
Of course, not all goth space fairies wear black. Some, wear white. I think they’re ghost goth space fairies. But, it’s difficult to get a straight answer out of them. Their conversation, always, always leaves me more puzzled.
Soon, after the beginning of this universe, space fairies set about building primordial black holes. Trillions of billions of millions, each, no bigger than a microscopic part of an electron (see below).
That’s very, very soon after the very, very beginning, when things were still very, very dense. And everything, all the universe, was no bigger than 10 light years in diameter. That’s our star and a handful of nearby stars. From about 1 second after the bang, up to maybe 10 years later, during this primordial fireball, when the universe was only 100,000 light years wide, about the size of our Milky Way. Perhaps, this was the big part of the big bang. Of course, the numbers depend on which fairy you talk to, what they conceive a second to be and how long is a light year, anyway.
Using infernal, complex machinery and mathematical spells, they boil quarks down even smaller. I should remind you, dear reader, a quark is a part of a proton and here on Planet Earth you need your own particle accelerator to see them, albeit, very very briefly. Or, a lift on a fairy spaceship, as a contracted witch photographer. Atoms are made of protons, neutrons and electrons, but atoms, otherwise known as ‘matter’ won’t come along till later.
The fairy machines squash and squish till their victims “pop” and collapse in on themselves. Of course, not the sound “pop” as there’s no sound – no one can hear you scream, in space.
To get a sense of the sheer smallness, a black hole, with the mass of our Planet Earth, would be the size of a pea. Sugar snap or marrowfat, the Earth scientists, are a bit vague on the exact size. But, these, teeny tiny primordial black holes weigh about the same as Mount Everest. And that would be a BIG micro primordial black hole, I’m reliably informed.
So, pick up a pea and see if you can spot Mount Everest on your hand held ‘Planet Pea.’ OK. Now, you have your eye in, see if you can spot a pea on that Mount Everest on Planet Pea? Wow! You’ve good eyes. Or a Hadron Collider in the shed; where you boil your peas?
That light cannot escape from these teeny-tiny black hole monsters, but space fairies and their machines can buzz about like bees on flowers, amazes me. With all the warnings, that I am not to go near these microscopic bottomless pits. And… There’s so many, all over, all around me, trillions of billions of millions being squashed and popped.