Mehdi Rooz
3D digital art of a seated mother holding Earth against a dark starry background.
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2020 · 3D Digital Art · Horizontal

Lullaby Earth

I wanted the scene to feel like a quiet answer to a tired world. A mother sits in the dark, holding the earth close to her chest, not as a symbol of power, but as a simple act of care, like a lullaby before sleep.

Story fragmentI placed the mother figure on a rough dark fragment, surrounded by a night full of tiny stars. She bends over the earth and holds it like a child, close enough to protect, close enough to hear. I was thinking about a world worn down by war, hunger, noise, and fear, a world that does not need another command, but a gentler presence. D. W. Winnicott, the psychoanalyst, wrote about the need for a holding environment, a safe care that helps a life survive its own storms. That idea guided me here. Her body is pale against the black space, not heroic, just tender. The globe is small in her arms, reminding me how fragile everything becomes when care disappears.

Format

Paper atmosphereA framed fine-art surface with a brighter archival paper presence.

Size

Print size

16" × 12"

$135

Product details

Print size16" × 12"
Free shippingIncluded
FramedYes
Ready to hangHanging hardware installed on the back
Weight230 gsm, 9.5 mil, 0.24 mm
TextureSmooth
Brightness/ColorBright white
FinishMatte
AcidityAcid-free
Free ShippingFramedReady to HangMuseum-Grade Quality

I placed the mother figure on a rough dark fragment, surrounded by a night full of tiny stars. She bends over the earth and holds it like a child, close enough to protect, close enough to hear. I was thinking about a world worn down by war, hunger, noise, and fear, a world that does not need another command, but a gentler presence. D. W. Winnicott, the psychoanalyst, wrote about the need for a holding environment, a safe care that helps a life survive its own storms. That idea guided me here. Her body is pale against the black space, not heroic, just tender. The globe is small in her arms, reminding me how fragile everything becomes when care disappears.

Premium archival smooth matte fine art paper with a bright white surface, crisp detail, and refined color reproduction. Each print is framed in matte black with white matting and acrylic glass for a clean gallery presentation.

Weight230 gsm, 9.5 mil, 0.24 mm
TextureSmooth
Brightness / ColorBright white
FinishMatte
AcidityAcid-free archival
Frame MaterialSolid wood, matte black
Frame Face Width1.625" (1.375" height)
Print MountingDry-mounted to foam core
GlazingAcrylic glass
Mat ColorWhite
Mat Size1.50" per side
Hanging HardwareSawtooth hanger installed on back, ready to hang

Each work begins as an original digital composition and is produced as a physical fine-art print using professional archival materials. This is not a hand-painted original; it is a gallery-quality printed edition created from the artist’s digital artwork.

Each work is printed and prepared after checkout. Shipping is included for addresses in the contiguous United States unless otherwise noted.

Works are produced through a professional fine-art print workflow using archival materials and gallery-quality output. Production begins after the order is confirmed.

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Lullaby EarthFramed Fine Art Paper / 16x12
$135
3D digital art of a seated mother holding Earth against a dark starry background.

About this work / story layer

When the World Is Held

I placed the mother figure on a rough dark fragment, surrounded by a night full of tiny stars. She bends over the earth and holds it like a child, close enough to protect, close enough to hear. I was thinking about a world worn down by war, hunger, noise, and fear, a world that does not need another command, but a gentler presence. D. W. Winnicott, the psychoanalyst, wrote about the need for a holding environment, a safe care that helps a life survive its own storms. That idea guided me here. Her body is pale against the black space, not heroic, just tender. The globe is small in her arms, reminding me how fragile everything becomes when care disappears.
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