Naught but the wind at my back and the soft cries of the naked oak
Forward into a barren land bereft of hope
Silent and still as fallen snow or the lonely depths of night
Never will the taste of spring nor warmth of summer bright
Look at this tired shell, whose life ebbs as if in a tide
Lost within this barren land that I hold inside
You have created some wonderful planets in your art portfolio.
I have recently completed a s/f book which has been fully edited and ready to go and I am now trying to find a publisher for it. If I can't find a publisher I may try to self publish it as an ebook. What ever the result turns out to be I am looking for some art to go on the cover. I am looking to have it depict a world with lots of small continents, polar icecaps and a small orbiting spaceship. The world has no visible signs of intelligent life from orbit and the spaceship is a singlemanned craft with a large hold containing an even smaller craft used to land on the planet.
Would you be interested in creating such an image?