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 verdant forest flourishes around a cliffside river, curving into the distance.To the left the cliff drops away beneath exposed tree-roots, and to the right, ancient ruined columns and arches emerge from the foliage. An early-morning view across ruined stone buildings surrounded by trees, towards an ill-defined city of shadows and spirals rising high into the dawn light. A grassy bank beneath a leafy green tree, cast in shadow. In the distance, golden sunlight washes a forest of deciduous trees and ancient ruins, and an arc of pale stone leads up to a shadowed city against a pale blue sky. A view from a high cliff towards a far horizon; above the sky is blue with wispy white clouds. below, low fog rises orange in the sunrise. A sweep of forested cliffs topped with ruined temples leads from bottom-left to mid-right where the sunlight casts them in shades of orange, and a city of spiralling shadows rises up the right-hand side. A misty forest atop a series of rising cliffs. Arched ruins emerge from the mist, and to the left a series of stone towers are pierced with silhouetted thorns. The sky is washed out, and to the left the sky is filled with a dark city. A shattered archway between two octagonal columns rises from scattered foliage beneath the stretching branches of the Scadutree high above. To the left, tree-roots dangle from a cliffside supported by more columns, and a scattered green treeline runs across the midline of the scene. A low shot across a shallow lake on a ruined plateau. To the left and right, forested clifftops curve up to the upper corners, while in the space between, ruined arches frame the distant edifice of the Shadow Keep. The Scadutree leans overhead, weeping golden sap, and diaphanous veils hang heavy across the sky and the large moon beyond. A ruined city built into a series of grey stone cliffs. To the right, a hollow octagonal tower stands draped in hanging vines with a ring of red-leaved trees at its base, while to the right a terraced path leads towards a flaming golem in the distant sunlight between trees. A precipitous stone causeway, overgrown with grass and shrubs, leading across to a dense cluster of ruins and trees guarded by a golem of cast iron and fire. The golem has lowered its head, and a cloud of dark grey smoke billows into the air. The sky above is a pale cyan with wispy clouds, and in the distance a city of shadowed spirals rises above the grey cliffs. A narrow stone causeway leading to arched ruins set into a forested cliffside. A torrent of searing-orange flame is rushing across the causeway towards the camera. Above, the shadowed city hangs in a cyan sky. Gille the Confessor urges her horse across an overgrown stone aqueduct - its hooves splashing in the narrow stream at its centre - towards a flaming golem at the far side. The ruins beyond are clothed in pink mist, beneath a city of spiralling shadows. A patch of burned paradise in a shallow grey lake; the ground is recently scorched, the rocks still glowing magma-orange from the heat. Beyong, arched ruins rise out of a pale mist, and in the distance the Shadow Keep towers above. A twisted old tree and a golden cross-and-sickle stand against a blood-red sky. The Shadow Keep rises black and multi-tiered beneath the looming black and gold of the Scadutree. An ice-encrusted gaol beneath ancient ruins. Iron rings emerge from the stonework, anchors for chains which suspend ceramic pots over the icy abyss. A shaft of moonlight sweeps in from the top-right, across ornate columns and long icicles. A spectral figure kneels in an icy cavern. Vast ceramic pots obscure the left-hand side of the frame, and beyond them, a portcullised doorway leads deeper into the cave system. A large cermonial altar deep underground, topped with a vast ceramic pot. A flight of stairs lead up to the altar, past four piercing-white flames atop stone braziers, and a variety of other pots. Stairs lead up the cavern wall to the right, and to the left, the floor drops away into mist and silhouette. A view from a forest at night, up towards the tangled black-and-gold of the Scadutree and a vast crescent moon hanging in a dark sky. Beneath the moon, the Shadow Keep looms, and a rising cliff-line topped with tree silhouettes rises to the left. Gille the Confessor sits beside a shining shard of Grace atop a cliff, in the golden light of dawn. Her hair is red and her armor is ornately carved with bone-like whorls. A daytime view of the twisted Scadutree, its branches crowned by diaphanous white veils stretching across the blue sky. A rent in the trunk weeps gold, and a slow rain of debris falls from its bark. Below, a clifftop forest shines green and gold in the morning sunshine. The interior of a two-storey stone structure built of octagonal columns and pointed arches. The paved floor is overgrown with yellow grasses and scattered with debris, but the braziers still burn with orange flame. Through the archways, green leafy trees stand against a misty pink backdrop of distant silhouettes. A view through a pointed grey-stone archway, past sunlit green trees towards a spiralling city of gleaming white stone in the sky above. A second arch to one side leads only to foliage, and a lit brazier on a stone pedestal stands between them. An octagonal stone building in the midst of a lake, with each side an open archway. Vines cascade down from a shattered roof over the nearest opening, and the steps at the base of the structure are worn and tangled with weeds. A grey cliff curves around from the right, topped with red-leaved trees, and in the sky above, a city hangs obscured by shadow. A view across paradise from within a cliffside alcove, looking down over lush green foliage, waterfalls, grey cliffs and ruined structures emerging from pale pink cloud. Rising above the forest is a majestic city of spirally white stone, bright in the morning light. In the foreground, an eagle looks out across the scene, unperturbed. A grove of red-leaved trees and equally red grasses, in front of a wide archway leading into a temple. A shard of Grace sits beneath the trees, and arcs of golden light sweep in from all around, leading towards the archway lit in glowing shades of sunset. A shard of Grace sits amidst red-brown grasses in an evening glade of pink-red trees. The sun is setting in the sky beyond, casting the trees in brilliant orange light. A shard of Grace shines in the dark, surrounded by silhouettes of trees against the soft blue night. A shining golden arc leads from into the dark archway of the temple to the right. A shard of Grace glows golden at the heart of the Temple of Rot. The floor is scattered with sickly pink growths, and the stone facade beyond is encrusted with coral-like masses. A large ceremonial archway is partially choked with grey-pink vines, and in the distance, a set of stairs leads upwards to a dais. A wide view of the Temple of Rot, scattered with sickly pink and wreathed in pink mist. A simple wall runs around the temple complex, encrusted with coral-like protrusions and strange flowers, and a carved stone gateway rises at the far end, each carved archway containing an indistinct statue. The shard of Grace at the temple's heart sends a single golden arc rising into the sky, where wispy veils float above. A path between red-leaved trees towards a dais where a tangled mass of dead tree sits contorted before the shadowed city high above. A dead, grey tree, twisted into a spiral, stands atop an ornately-carved dais amidst the ruins of paradise. Beneath its branches, statues of robed men prostrate themselves before a row of partially-melted candles, and the shining city out-of-shot to the right. Two ceremonial trees, mirroring each other in their twisted posture. In the foreground, a small dead tree atop a dais leans to the right, its trunk dark-grey and its branches increasingly spindly as they obscure the moon. In the background, far, far away, the vast Scadutree leans to the left, its black trunk suffused with semi-divine light even as it weeps gold.
© Rob Haines, 2025
Copyright &
Permissions
Follow Rob on Mastodon No AI