Kior

Suburbs Gallery

Thoughts by Kior

Suburbs Gallery Highlights 

Yusman Ali

Schleier by Yusman Ali

Featured exhibitions

MeldaVNH

Here, my soul can breathe and be,
A place to heal, to grow, to see.


Digital Illustration
Melda VNH
2025.

Haven

tavø

Hanging in the pull of the cosmos, its faceless form radiates strange electromagnetic light, a signal of both fragility and power. 

Within Gravitational Dreams, Loom captures a moment of being caught yet drawn into the unknown.

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ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ

"There is no heaven here, only the cold hush of stars, and the echo of a world I no longer belong to."

The Genesis artwork of this collection and the first out of 9
Rendered in 3d back in 2018 and animated with Ai in 2025

Winning bid will also get the original 3d jpeg from 2018 in 4K resolution

3d software & plugins used: Cinema 4d, Arnold Render, Hot4D
Animated with KlingAi

A Suliana

Minalisa

Half of me in light, half in shadow.. 
Yet the truth flows somewhere in between.

Leon Faesulis

Shattered mirages, fevered dreams,  
I rise to you on trembling wings.  
The sun whispers, tender, cruel,  
a promise wrapped in flame.  
I know my wings will soon ignite,  
but I shall descend in rapture still,  
grateful for the fleeting grace  
of having touched the heights, once.  

Anna Condo

Beyond the physical world

Abstract: Beyond Boundaries  
Curated by oneo2studio 
Creative Design House based in Metaverse | Founded by @ParinHeidari & @taiimazz est.2020]

Javier Montero


These pieces invite the viewer to reflect on the ephemeral nature of time, the search for perfection, and the indelible connection between digital technology and artistic expression. It is a testament to the persistence and evolution in the world of digital art.

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Artmancer404

I don't remember how I got there,
Or how I ever escaped,
But  still hear The Call of the Hunted
Echoing from that glitched-out space.

🇰︎≡℟◌ 💽💾☠

GreyFuturist

C0GN1T1VE TXN marks the first trade between creator and machine — a silent contract written in neural code, where knowledge becomes immortal by leaving the body behind.

Ireen

STARWALKAR

Bruh, Antarctica was severely cold,
But I managed to speak to the leader of the penguins (he just said I should call him Along), identified by his pants, and he persuaded me to take off my shirt.
Yeah…..doesn’t feel so bad…

Featured Works