Midnight Syndicate
A corporate tower wearing a symbol it has no right to. Cyberpunk, but the quiet kind.
Hobbies
Blender renders, a few sketches, and the occasional writeup.
A corporate tower wearing a symbol it has no right to. Cyberpunk, but the quiet kind.
A turbine hall lit almost entirely by its own glow. The volumetrics did most of the work.
A breach down an industrial shaft, shot like security footage. Fog carrying the tension.
Someone having an ordinary evening at the bottom of a very large city.
An ocean mid-storm, and mostly an excuse to fight fluid sim until the waves stopped looking like jelly.
There comes a moment when a man stops asking for answers. Not because he has found them, but because he has learned they may never come. He stops...
« At the end of the day, bravery isn’t a battlefield. It isn’t fast cars, or stunted risk. Bravery is the quietest thing you will ever know. Bravery is...
You’re currently looking at the Golden Disk (left) and the Golden Record (right) which was sent aboard the spacecraft Voyager 1 – launched on September...