More old concepts of The Forged
Corpsman, workers, their tools, and their process of dissecting the human being. I want to clean these up one day but I literally won't have my materials for a while so just digging up old stuff till then.
Ancient draft that will forever be work in progress.
Warframe idea I had of creating Sentient angels called "The Choir." They would still be in the Directive-Branch of Eidolon Caste, but from a Stratum that is militarily meant to hold occupied "heavenly" territory.
@Leo_of_grimland I really love the shape language, especially the plating for the pauldrons. Also very cool eyes / mask! Your art is so cool and interesting.
@DigitalExtremes When I first saw Warframe in 2013, seeing the bold and interesting art style made me desperate to know who the artists were. Since then, they've been pillars for me, reminding me to stretch my creativity and not be afraid to explore the peculiar and strange. Thank you Mynki
The Digital Extremes team mourns the passing of Mynki, a dear friend, colleague, and pioneer of Warframe.
We will be planning the first of many tributes on the scheduled Oct 25 Devstream.
Thank you Mynki. https://t.co/uHJpWfDAPD
Hello, it's been 30 years, sorry.
A loose, but fun Deluxe for my favorite Warframe, Nova with an "Astral Ocean" theme. I'm glad she's getting more love in this update! Been a favorite since design council.
Anyway, see you all in another 30 years.
#Warframe#warframefanart
@CleoNaturin @PlayWarframe When I first saw your design of this a while back, I was just praying for it to be in game with how excellent it is! I'm so happy for you, congratulations!
To add - huge inspirations from the artist Nesskain, especially their early underwater works. Loved those particular pieces with their color, contrast, and emotion. Always tried to capture the feelings of their work in some of mine but could never quite get there. But had to try!
The human has died.
Within the twilight of mortality, an anomaly stirs. Betwixt peaks and valleys of time, undaunted by its seabed depths where forgotten lie entwined, the human spirit prevailed. A whispered hymn woven across epochs - in the name of dreams, the human was born.