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A sparkling Christmas tree in a snow-covered pine forest on a winter's evening.

Christmas in the Pines

This is a Christmas version of Wind in the Pines. It was inspired by a visit to my grandfather's timber farm, which is why the pines are in rows. It's almost like being out in the forest, just a little more orderly!

Aisles of pines in the light of a cold morning.

Wind in the Pines

I did this piece for the E-On Software 3D Environment Competition 2012. It was inspired by a visit to my grandfather's timber farm. I wanted to capture the cool blue mistiness of the woods on a cold morning.

Christmas in the Pines

Against the backdrop of a lone maple in a hillside, bright orange and yellow autumn leaves float on the breeze.

Ride the October Breeze

It looks nice for a picture, but it's a pain when you're out walking! This took over a week to render (at a larger size than this), mainly because of the blurring.

A quiet cemetery in the spring, filled a riot of cornflowers, poppies, dandelions, and many other flowers sprinkled though the green grass and among the gravestones. In the foreground is a tombstone engraved with a Celtic cross and the one word 'Resurgam' - Latin for 'I shall rise again'.

Resurgam

“Resurgam” is Latin for “I shall rise again” - an good inscription for a gravestone, especially in the spring. It seemed appropriate to combine the symbols for death, remembrance, and resurrection.

We three kings of Orient are Bearing gifts we traverse afar. Field and fountain, moor and mountain, Following yonder star.

Thy Perfect Light

“We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar.
Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Following yonder star.

“Born a king on Bethlehem's plain,
Gold I bring to crown Him again,
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign.

“Frankincense to offer have I.
Incense owns a Deity nigh.
Prayer and praising all men raising,
Worship Him, God on high.

“Myrrh is mine: its bitter perfume
Breaths a life of gathering gloom.
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding dying,
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.

“Glorious now behold Him arise,
King and God and Sacrifice.
Alleluia, alleluia!
Earth to heav'n replies.

“O star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect Light.”