Kimothy Wu Artworks
KIMOTHY WU ARTWORKS
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Visual Development

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The Last of Us

The Last of Us

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The Hidden City

The Hidden City

Inspired by the art style of the hit cartoon "Samurai Jack".

***Participant of CGTrader Digital Art Competition***

Kelpdom

Kelpdom

Her search for freedom

resulted in demons.

They were fierce

and she was bold -

and so she learned

that her demons

were simply

fragments

of her soul

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Masks

Masks

Colors

Colors

The Flower

The Flower

Little Fictions

Little Fictions

Contemplations

Contemplations

Frost Guardians

Frost Guardians

The snow bears watched silently, heads cocked and intrigued. They were curious, and so was She.

“I seek freedom,” she called to one.
“Ah. So do we.” they replied. 

A World to Come

A World to Come

She liked to float from one realm to the next, for it allowed her to meet the most peculiar of characters. 


The Guardian’s eyes watched her warily, until it finally rumbled, “Are you not afraid of monsters?”

“Yes,” she replied, perched comfortably in her umbrella, “I have heard that all monsters were once Children of the Light whose souls were stolen, and turned to the Dark. Therefore, I fear what made you, but not of you.”

Fiery Kinkakuji

Fiery Kinkakuji

Sleepy Rhino

Sleepy Rhino

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The Tipping Point

The Tipping Point

TOKYO INTERNATIONAL ART FAIR

This piece is a work I created for an art exhibition next week centred around the theme of depression. The exact theme of the exhibition is "Depression after The Struggle". 

I call this "The Tipping Point". 

The concept is centred around hope after disaster. The guy is reaching for himself, but a version of himself free of all his burdens. It's sort of like he's reaching out and trying to grab onto that hope and goal? 

This one is for all of us - i feel that this year has been a difficult for many people - overwhelming and emotional. However, at the end of the day, it's important to have hope.

Solace

Solace

TOKYO INTERNATIONAL ART FAIR 2017

"Even darkness must pass;
A new day will come,
And when the sun shines
-- it will shine out the clearer."
(JRR Tolkien)

Protector of the Flame

Protector of the Flame

The little flame flickered and blinked as a gentle wind tugged playfully at it. "Oh no," she exclaimed, scrambling to block the wind in an effort to protect her flame.

He rolled his eyes, "Stop that. You're only going to smother it - just let it be."
She frowned. "How can we carry on if it goes out?"
He scuffled her hair, "Well it hasn't gone out, has it?"

The Moon Thief

The Moon Thief

"Your Moon is caged?," he blurted, surprised and quite dismayed. 
"We have to," she explained hurriedly, "The Moon Thieves falsely believe the Moon's light will strengthen their own." 
His eyes softened, but his fists remained curled. 
They gazed upwards.
"Feels heavy," she muttered, as the chains tinkled lightly in response.

Tyger, Tyger

Tyger, Tyger

“Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright, in the forests of the night.” 

WIlliam Blake

Forest Guardians

Forest Guardians

Snow Leopard

Snow Leopard

Illustration for donator for his donation to "Art for Puerto Rico" fundraiser.

2017.

Second Meeting

Second Meeting

"I was much more frightened of you the last time we met," she observed, patting the large creature's nose affectionately. 
It gently butted her tiny body and rumbled, "We are only intimidated by the things we newly encounter and do not understand. After that, they simply become different, which is never bad."

Home

Home

Ramshackled, a little worn down, but all the same, it was home. 

Comfortable

Comfortable

"You're good," she giggled, swinging her legs from high up on her perch.

"That's right, I am," he quipped, grinning playfully in return.
For paths could be uncertain and certainly unpredictable, but they were best faced with humour and a head that is always angled up. 

Dawn

Dawn

Wildflower

Wildflower

"Like a wild flower; she spent her days allowing herself to grow, not many knew of her struggle, but eventually all; knew her light"

Forest Musings

Forest Musings

“Why do you climb trees far too high for you?,” he asked, brow furrowed in concern.


She fondly patted rough, elderly bark and replied, “A bird in a tree isn’t afraid of the branch breaking, because her trust isn’t in the branch, but on her own wings. I believe in my own strength - I will be fine.”