Rob Haines Creative Space

Rob Haines Creative Space

  • Writing
  • Visual Art
  • Blog
  • About
  • Writing
  • Visual Art
  • Blog
  • About

in game photography

All photos were taken on PS5 in Quality mode with ray-tracing, and post-processed in Affinity Photo. Cinematic angles are the result of looking through the telescope, or crouching in front of a large rock to clip the camera through my character.

A lake of blood, scattered with green foliage and surrounded by pale grey cliffs and towering shards of rock. A pale pink mist rises from the surface, and a large black bird-like creature shelters beneath a tree. A stony outcrop lined with carved stelae, lit by firelight. Humanoid figures covered in weeping red sores pray on their knees, their eyes and hands raised to an unseen heaven. A tall carved-stone stele in a dark cavern, lit from below with a bright white light. Smaller carved stone pedestals and earthenware pottery are arrayed around the scene, and stalactites drip from the cavern roof. A path of paved stone through a ruined palace of tall arches and stone columns. A cluster of small figures, armoured and with bent backs, gather at the bottom of a short flight of stairs, where a black-robed figure prays before a grey stone statue of a robed, bearded man. A cluster of rotund armoured warriors with scythes and shields stand at the foot of a dais where a black-robed figure prays to a large grey statue of a bearded man in a flowing toga. Broken ruins surround the scene, and the sky beyond is purple and studded with multi-coloured stars. An open-roofed palace audience chamber, weathered by time and lined with stone ephemera. Orange firelight licks the ceremonial statues that adorn each pillar, and on the dais at the far end, a pale cocoon is cradled, a single dark hand protuding heavenwards from a crack in the exterior. A shard of grace on grey paving, in an open-roofed palace audience chamber lined with statues of old bearded men. The sky above is purple, and the arches down either side are lit with fiery red light. A close-up of the pale cocoon, cradled on an altar of bone; its surface is gritty, and it clings to the dais with silken threads. There is a diagonal crack across its surface, where an emaciated arm protrudes from within, and the false sky beyond is speckled with stars. Gille stands shoulder-to-shoulder with a knight in a metal helmet and a long cloak of embroidered white cloth, facing the outstretched hand emerging from Miquella's cocoon, on its altar of bone. A misty canyon, where shadowed trees grow with yellow-brown foliage. A path between high cliffs winds into the fog. Gille - wearing bronze armour with a ragged cape - stands between two grey cliffs, looking out across shadowed golden fields towards a distant landscape of rising silhouettes beneath a vast black-and-gold tree and a sky full of veils. A view across rolling plains, studded with spectral gravestones. A low mist paints the scene in sepia tones beyond the foreground, and different layers of architecture rise up at each crest, until a vast keep and arched viaduct in the far distance. Pale yellow skies, as if veiled with cloth, hang heavy over tree-studded grey cliffs. In the bottom-right, a grey stone tower with a spiral motif rises from a shrouded settlement. An orange sunset over the scattered gravestones of the plains. The setting sun cuts through the clifftop treeline, scattering shafts of light across rolling grasslands. Windblown flecks of grass dot the air, and beneath a twisted tree shadowy figures go about their work. A sparse forest at the water's edge, on a gravesite scattered with translucent gravestones. Rain falls from rolling clouds, casting the scene in gloomy grey-greens. A tall, grey statue of Marika, standing in an abandoned church in the rain. The statue has its arms spread wide in welcome, and has been cleanly decapitated. An orange-tinged wisp rises from a soldier's corpse in a dark cave. Other soldiers lie at the edges of the gloom, and beyond, the cave opens onto trees and a stone pillar cast in grey-yellow pallor. A rolling hillside forest at dusk, the gravestones within glowing with spectral light. The sky above is cast in shades of blue, and through the trees, the bright flame of a furnace golem can be seen to the right. A rolling plain of spectral gravestones, clad in the misty grey-green hues of nightfall. A cliff rises to the left, and to the right, an abandoned settlement rises dark against the fog. A flaming golem marches through the far distance, and beyond, rising terraced silhouettes reach into a veiled sky; forts, trees, viaducts, ruins, a vast castle, and a dark tree weeping gold. Gille on horseback, her silver teardrop shield on her back, on a rolling plain of yellow grass interspersed with spectral gravestones. In the distance a towering cast-iron golem strides across the landscape, its head a flaming brazier. Gille races through grass and gravestones in the dawn light, towards the back of a vast furnace golem. The golem's body is made of an iron cage filled with fiery coals, and the uppermost iron bars are forged into the shape of twisted hands reaching to the skies in anguish. Gille on horseback rides towards a furnace golem, against a background of fiery skies and a jagged mountain peak. The golem is turning to face the threat, its face a cast-iron mask at the front of its brazier, and its hands jagged metal claws at the end of flaming arms. Gille on horseback, riding through tall golden grass between gravestones, towards a large stone bridge with five arches. On the far side, the land rises towards a castle, with a tall black keep and a black tree weeping gold that looms over it. A large stone bridge with five arches, spanning a chasm. The sky above is covered in dark clouds, interspersed with patches of orange, and to the right a lichen-covered cliff-face descends to a lower level, where a wooden shack sits below the level of the bridge. A golden cross with an arc around the cross-point, rising from a grassy plain, surrounded by armoured figures. The sky is turbulent, and in the distance a jagged peak pierces the clouds. Strange-looking worm spirits with little grabby hands arch from the earth over a graveyard of tilted mausoleums and twisted grey trees, barren of foliage. A cluster of stone memorials, weathered and worn by the years. Each one has a triangular portico over a small archway and a coffin beneath. Beyond the twisted trees, the landscape drops away, revealing a distant tower surrounded by cloud and a jagged mountain peak, all beneath a vast, partially-clouded moon. A wide processional staircase proceeding through a dark chamber. Cage-like torches dangle from the walls, and melted candles perch on the stairs. Shredded orange cloth hangs from above. A fountain of dark stone in a veiled ivory city. Bare tree branches reach in from off-camera, and shadowy figures fall to their knees in supplication at the fountain's base. A shadowy figure limned in pale light prays on their knees before a shadowed fountain in a ruined city of yellow-grey stone. Towers and porticoed buildings rise in the background, beneath a veiled sky. A misty street in a pale city shrouded in veils and purple-and-gold-cloth. Two shadowy figures are walking out from between two buildings; behind them, tall spires reach into the sky. A view across the rooftops of the ruined city of Belurat. In the foreground, a succession of red tiled rooftops and dome-topped towers; in the background, rising terraces of weathered and broken walls fading into the pale mist. A half-shattered tower, amidst the pale towers of Belurat and the sky full of sweeping veils above. The background towers have faded purple cloth wrapped around their lower reaches. Looking down from a rooftop, onto a broken street washed in pale pink light, and a fountain in a plaza at the far end. The rooftops to either side are clad in red slate. Stairs leading upwards towards a ruined plaza, the ivory stonework crumbling and weathered by the ages. The sky above is cloaked in an ethereal veil, curves of cloth arcing up from left to right. A shining golden cross and arc in the corner of a dimly-lit vaulted cellar, lined with shelves and pottery. There is a blue wisp at the base of the cross. A broken balcony, looking out towards a shattered bridge beneath a purple sky. On a tower opposite, a large bird with a sinuous neck stands silhouetted. A worn and broken paved street, adjoining a covered birdge draped in purple cloth. The road curves away out of sight, and in the distance, a large domed tower stands tall beneath flowing orange veils. A ruined waterway through the city, running beneath the ornate windows of the covered bridge. Tall spiral columns hold up buildings above, but the water is full of shattered remnants and broken brickwork of structures which have fallen from above over the centuries. A large stone bridge, covered with a portico and lined with ornate arched windows. The paving stones are cracked and broken, and the sky is orange with veiled light. A narrow street leading to a raised plaza with a single twisted grey tree and a number of shadowy figures lost in prayer. Behind the tree, stairs lead into a large, multi-level building with many rows of windows and buttressed architecture. A winding staircase around the interior of an octagonal tower. Sunlight shines in from above, lighting the spiral-carved columns that line the balustrade. An intertwined pair of large grey trees, with weeping branches and white foliage, at the centre of a circular plaza at night. The stonework around them is weathered and broken, and shadowy figures pray on their knees on the scrubby grass. An intertwined pair of large grey trees, with weeping branches and white foliage, at the centre of a circular plaza. Pink-orange daylight suffuses the scene, casting long shadows. A view past two narrow spires towards a sky dominated by a vast black tree, twisted to lean heavily to the left. The main body of its trunk is ragged and weeps golden sap, and its foliage is a thousand creeping white fingers touching the clouds. Looking across the high reaches of Belurat, past a grey-fingered tree and architecture cloaked in purple cloth, down upon domed towers and red-slate rooftops far below. In the background, a viaduct with massive stone arches rises up towards the top left of the image. A view from the top of the settlement, looking down over layers of red-domed buildings and cloth-covered bridges. Spiralling towers rise from the ivory mist, and beyond, there is nothing but grey. A large square courtyard beneath pale-pink veiled skies, with a bright shard of Grace at its centre. A large porticoed gateway stands open beneath its heavy stone arches, and a tall, richly-decorated spire rises into the sky to the right.
© Rob Haines, 2025
Copyright &
Permissions
Follow Rob on Mastodon No AI