The 2019 Art Gallery

Hey everybody! I wanted to try something a little bit different today. While writing these stories for you I’ve come across a lot of art that doesn’t fit the narrative of my stories, but none the less has tons of time and energy put into it. I’e been collecting a lot of it so that I can show off and give links to many of the artist who don’t get a chance to feature on the site. Please enjoy the first of its kind, the 2019 Short Story Central Art Gallery!

theamazingdigitalart.tumblr.com/post/158676981816/the-amazing-digital-art-of-yigit-koroglu
https://www.this-is-cool.co.uk/the-amazing-digital-art-of-bruce-zhang/
theamazingdigitalart.tumblr.com/post/153185066182/the-amazing-digital-art-of-幻想硡钨-master-the
theamazingdigitalart.tumblr.com/post/153185066182/the-amazing-digital-art-of-幻想硡钨-master-the
http://magazine.designingfever.com/2018/02/26/incredible-digital-art-work-bastien-grivet/
www.creativeboom.com

Thank you for reading and make sure to check out the link below for any images you want to support. A lot of these people really struggle to make financially successful art so they could really use the views. Have a wonderful day and let me know what you think of the new idea in the comments below.

Write the Picture Episode 2

Every morning, without fail, Samuel watched the sunrise above his old garage. For hours he’d sit, watching the fiery pinks and reds become crisp and blue. Samuel would imagine the new days approaching. He’d reflect the time that had past. After hours of thought, he’d grab his cane and limp his way back to saint Josephs nursing home.
Every single morning, he’d make it only a few feet. The nurses would frantically discover Samuel and put him in an ambulance. They would scold him and lock him in his room. Samuel hated it here. It felt like a prison.
The low ceilings made the building feel suffocating. The chairs were unpleasing and hurt Samuel’s back. Worse of all, the nurses were rude and careless. Samuel planned to escape for real one day.
He thought about life on the road the freedom he so much desired. To him, that seemed natural to dream about in the presence of the sun. After all, the sun rises and sets every morning and night. So why can’t it offer a new beginning?

Samuel snuck out like he always did. The hospital rushed to his old house, to the garage he loved so dearly. They couldn’t find anything, Samuel was nowhere to be found. He had gone the opposite way. He walked all the way to the Hallipart airway. He got in his old plane and flew into the sky.
After that, a national search took place, for years nobody could find Samuel the elusive escaped elderly man. Until one day his body was found peacefully laying in a meadow. It was all the way in Canada if you can believe it. He was looking where the sun rose thinking about the future.