I was trying to show i bit more o a critical type of relationship between humans and aliens. knowing us we probably will end taking advantage of them …maybe. From their point of view even if their world is all screw up by us there is always a chance for a furtive kiss, a romantic second under the light of cosmic gases burning human spaceships trough the universe … or a touch. Thats why humans are kind of neutral like almost part of the landscape.
I tried a Color and style that calls back a bit that old and even melancholic mood of bad printed sci-fi 50’s magazines.
thanks all the guys for the comments and mostly the guys i never answer back …
anyway. glad i finished at all.