Issue #2-Fantasy Submissions
First and foremost, thank you all so much to all those who submitted your work to be featured. You all are incredibly talented and we thank you for joining us on this journey.
To the audience, you all are in for quite a treat. Each one of these amazing artist took fantasy to a whole new level. We peeked into the minds of the Gods, we played with the supernatural, heard whispers from the night, and joined the Occult.
Do the Old Gods Dream Electric
Photographer: Ammar Saadiq
Instagram: @saadiqcreations
Model: Jackie Groetken @that_asian_hippie
It’s said that the piece “Creation of Adam” by Michelangelo, is the artistic representation of God being in our head, or in some cases, us being part of a God’s dream. In my piece: Do The Old Gods Dream Electric, I wanted to represent: the ancient Gods of Japan and Korea, both culture’s love of the sea, the fusion of how the old meets new, and asking the age old question, do we dream of God, or are we part of a God’s dreams? Are our new God’s, science and technology, or are we part of some mad architect’s dream? Do The Old Gods Dream Electric?
Eternal Spring
Artist: Taylor Korenic
Instagram: @korenicart
While drawing this photo I wanted to create something that I felt displayed beauty in a diverse world. Her face to be pleasant and peaceful, but also to show a oddity with her antlers. I think fantasy is a world that we secretly want to be real, which is why I decided to chose this photo to submit. I hope you all enjoy this piece and create your own fantasy worlds and people.
C for Catch Me
Author: Ava Tolmasoff
Instagram: @ava.soleille
Twenty minutes left
And we’re playing tag
As children do,
On the loud
Rickety structure
Of a plastic playground
With plastic kids.
And I’m joyful
And happy
Like never before
So is my little friend
Who jumps at the sight
Of me in my pink dress.
She calls for my name
As I go hide in the tunnel.
She finds me
And decides
That she should scare
My happy lonely self.
The little girl does so
And i scream
As she tags me.
We slide down the slide
And laugh at our nonsense
That was childhood.
We keep playing
And eventually
The bright sun
Turns into dusk,
And every kid there
Leaves.
My friend says goodbye
And leaves with her mother
Hand in hand.
Suddenly,
I am left alone.
So I play tag
With my imaginary friend
Who is Ally, the ghost
And as the faded child
Yells catch me,
I sprint over to her
And I trip
Just as I reach her arm.
Ally turns around
And catches me
Right before I fall.
She quickly lets go
And I fall to my misery
In awe of my ghost friend.
She looks me in the eye,
Scared
And suddenly
Ally disappears
The Occult
Photographer: Emerald Boes
Instagram: @emeraldboesphoto
(Submission by Katharina Pajavaara)
The Models (@ Instagram): Kirstin Gumucio (@kristinelizabethh), Hailey Wert (@lilmountainwitch), Rachel Antion (@r.a.y.c.h.i.l.l), Katha Pajavaara (@pajavaarak)
Whisper
Author: Madison Thomas
Instagram: @basic_overlord
Can you hear it?
It comes at night.
Floating on a breeze
Always out of sight.
Keep the doors shut.
Stay under the covers.
Tell the children quiet
It's tapping on the shutters.
Familiar and strange together.
Feel your name called
But you hear nothing.
Itchy, but not appalled.
When will it go?
It's depends my dear.
If you feel a breeze
It means it's here.
Hush. The blanket moves.
A gentle whisper
Upon your body.
You shiver.
It comes at night.
