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Malee Fantasy Art

Digital illustration mixing digital illustration with extreme generative AI
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17/06/2026

Repost from the past. This image was an interesting experiment based on "noise"For those who are not familiar with image generation, you should imagine that images are calculated from random noise. So I asked myself if I "push" this noise in the direction I want If you're curious and have any questions, feel free to ask in the comments. 👇🏻

16/06/2026

"Priestess of the Obsidian Temple" – Finished at last!

This one’s been haunting my sketchbook for years. I first drew her in black and white ages ago — just a rough concept of a sorceress-queen I couldn’t get out of my head. She sat in a folder, unfinished, half-forgotten. Every time I opened it, I’d think “not today.”

Well, today was the day.

She’s finally in color, finally complete. Is she perfect? Not even close. I still see every line I wish I’d done differently, every shadow I could have pushed further. But that’s the thing about old WIPs: finishing them isn’t about perfection. It’s about honoring the artist you were when you started, and proving to yourself that you can close the loop.

I wanted her to feel regal but dangerous — like she could heal you or hex you depending on how you speak to her. The ivory silks, the heavy silver, the staff that’s older than kingdoms... she’s been through a lot, even if she only existed in pencil until now.

Bringing an old B&W sketch into full color is weird. You’re collaborating with your past self. Some choices younger-me made were better than I remembered. Others made me laugh. But we got her here together.

To all the artists with “abandoned” pieces sitting on a hard drive: dig one out. Finish it messy. Finish it flawed. Finishing it at all is the win.

What’s the oldest unfinished piece you’ve got lying around? Dare you to revive it.

16/06/2026

Outside Operation [repost]

She’s not repairing the ship.
She’s making sure whatever’s inside... stays inside. 🔧🌑

Zero gravity makes everything silent, but silence has weight out here. One wrong move on the hull and the only sound you’ll hear is your own breathing echoing in that helmet. She knows the protocols. She wrote half of them. But no manual ever covered this.

The viewport glass is cold even through the suit. Condensation shouldn’t form in vacuum, yet there it is — a fog blooming from the other side, like something exhaling. The planet beyond the glass isn’t on any star chart. It rose into view three cycles ago and hasn’t moved since. Just hanging there. Watching. Those twisted shapes beneath the surface? Mission Command called them “atmospheric anomalies.” She calls them reasons to keep her plasma torch hot.

Every EVA has a checklist. Oxygen, tether, mag-boots, tool kit. Nobody adds “don’t make eye contact with the void” to the list, but maybe they should. The gold visor hides her expression. Probably for the best. Fear doesn’t help at 17,000 mph. Neither does curiosity. And she’s got too much of both.

The brass fittings on her suit weren’t standard issue. Neither was the extra plating on her life support pack. When you’ve walked the hull this long, you learn: space doesn’t care about regulations. It cares about preparation. About instinct. About the split second between seeing a shadow move behind reinforced glass and deciding whether you open the panel… or weld it shut.

Today, she’s welding.

Because some doors are locked for a reason. Some operations happen outside so the rest of the crew can stay safe inside. And if whatever’s growing in that chamber ever figures out how to work a latch from its side, it’ll find her waiting. Tool in hand. Tether secure. No backup coming.

That’s the job. Not glamorous. Not in the recruitment vids. Just you, the ship, and the vast quiet between stars where physics gets thin and old rules stop applying.

So when you ask what she’s doing out there? She’s not on a maintenance run.
She’s on containment duty.
And her shift doesn’t end until the stars go out.

What do you think she saw through that window? Drop your theory below 👇

15/06/2026

"Sisters of the Crimson Dawn" – A Tribute to Larry Elmore

Some legends are painted not just with color, but with gratitude. This piece, Sisters of the Crimson Dawn, is my heartfelt homage to Larry Elmore — a master whose brush defined what fantasy looks like for generations of us.

If you grew up flipping through D&D manuals, Dragonlance novels, or the covers of old-school game boxes, you know the feeling. Elmore’s work wasn’t just illustration. It was a portal. He gave us heroines who were fierce without losing grace, landscapes that glowed with impossible sunsets, and a sense of epic adventure you could feel in your bones. That balance of power, beauty, and storytelling is what I chased here.

I wanted to capture that same golden-hour magic — the kind where the light itself tells a story. The towering oak, the rolling hills fading into twilight, the steel glinting against warm earth tones... these are all little nods to the visual language Elmore perfected. His palette taught me that fantasy doesn’t have to be dark to be dramatic. It can burn with warmth, with hope, with the promise of a quest just beginning.

These two warriors stand as sisters, guardians, and reflections of the archetypes Elmore brought to life: the sorceress-queen with quiet authority, and the battle-scarred fighter whose resolve is painted right onto her skin. They’re not waiting to be rescued. They are the story. That’s something Elmore understood better than anyone — his women owned the frame, the sword, and the narrative.

This isn’t a copy. It’s a conversation across decades. A “thank you” rendered in oil-light and steel. To the man who made us believe dragons could be real if the sunset hit them just right: your influence runs deeper than any dungeon. We’re all still painting in the shadow of your sunsets.

What’s your favorite Elmore piece that shaped your love for fantasy? Drop it in the comments — let’s celebrate the master together.

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15/06/2026

[repost] - This image is really over the top, I went a bit overboard with the proportions🤔🤭. Am I forgiven since I was still just starting out?
The Space Pin-up Project
Troubles with reactor. Commander ready to operate at the reactor tube...

14/06/2026

An attempt at synchronizing video and audio, not entirely successful but not bad. While it's a pretty simple animation, getting the AI to sync the movement with the music is a breeze. I had to make several attempts and then I still had to edit the speed in an editing software to make the snare hit and the movement of the lock of hair match. I will never do it again 😂
After two days I have to say that I did not expect this reel to get such a good result, di solito i miei reel non li guarda nessuno 😭🤣

13/06/2026

As the last rays of sunlight succumbed to the gathering stormy skies, Queen Lyrielle, the Fearless, led the charge on her white Ligerncorn, its coat as pale as the moon and its green eyes blazing with battle-forged fury, across the rocky, wind-scoured expanse of the amber grass prairie. Her horde of battle-hardened savage warriors swept forward in her wake, their war cries echoing across the prairie like the howling of wolves. Across the wind-swept sea of grass, Imperial Queen Kalynda rode her pale snowy white lion as her Red Lion army stood firm, their shields locked and their armor glinting like the golden light of dawn. Battle horns thundered across the sea of grass as they charged into battle; her brown eyes stared, her gaze locked upon the approaching savage horde. Who will win the battle? Vote your victor.

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Original pic "disappear on insta". this is double feature for te algo otherwise i risk a ban, the original one is the second one :-)
This is my illustration, spot on Instagram for the full set.

12/06/2026

As the first light of dawn trembled beneath the thunderstorm’s darkened veil, the Stormbringer unleashed her wrath upon the land, her eyes aglow with an otherworldly electric light. As lightning struck from her sorceress’s hand, with the whipping clash and snap of thunder beckoning forth those brave – or foolhardy – mortals who dared oppose her mastery over the rage and storm.
She is the storm. [repost]

12/06/2026

⚔️ The She-Devil with a Sword. ⚔️
I’m dedicating this pics with massive respect and affection to a true icon: the one and only ❤️🔥
Tec note: this is an huge 7168 x 9600 px

Through the frozen wastes and the heat of battle, her blade never falters. Red Sonja stands untamed, fierce, and ready for whatever destiny throws her way. ❄️🔥

Swipe left to see the details on this Red Sonja piece! 🛡️✨ Which view do you prefer: the full warrior stance or the close-up portrait? Let me know in the comments! 👇

11/06/2026

I had this left over and didn't know which aquarium to put it in, so I dumped it here.

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