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Tuesday, September 20, 2022

Interiors (1)

As summer slowly gives way to autumn and then to winter, the outside becomes the inside, and, once again, we turn our attention to the magic realm of shadows.


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Sunday, September 11, 2022

Treasure.

 Treasure the beauty in the little things, and hold it close to your heart.

 

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Wednesday, March 9, 2022

Mummy, I'm Here, I Can See You..!

Hi everyone, I hope you're doing well!

As stated in my previous blog, I'm currently experimenting a bit with audiovisuals to explore the possibilities of my artwork.

This short clip is the second in a series centering around the 'ghosts & apparitions' theme that I love so much.

 

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Thursday, February 24, 2022

Boy in Window.

Hi everyone, I hope you're doing well!


I'm currently experimenting a bit with audiovisuals to explore the possibilities of my artwork.

This short clip is the first in a series that I have in mind, centering around the 'ghosts & apparitions' theme that I love so much.

 


I hope you liked this blog. If so, leave a comment, and see you next time. Thank you!!

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Wednesday, February 23, 2022

Elise.

Elise has her morning tea in her favorite room, while she enjoys the sight of one of her cute dolls houses.

The sleepy winter sun invades the room and colors it with a golden hue. It's warm and cozy inside, and Elise wonders what nice things the new day will bring. She daydreams as she lets time slowly drift away... This girl has time on her hands, and not a care in the world.

 


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Monday, February 21, 2022

Blue Monday.

 

Have a great week everyone! ♥

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Saturday, February 5, 2022

There is a Bed.

There is a bed where I can end my days
To think about the road I've run the miles I've come
There is a bed where troubles melt away
My lonely hours or hours with you
The times that we've come through
There is a bed where we shared times of love
And out of love those nights are memories best forgot
We argued about trivial things
And slept apart a wall we built among the sheets
 


There is a bed where sickness left its touch
And fever damp the sheets where I would shake all night
Cold burning on my brow
Hallucinations here and now
A fight to live or die
There is a bed where first we both made love
And left the marks, reminders of how good it felt
The hard, the soft, the sweat in midnight's hour
We built the fort, we climbed the tower
There is a bed where years will make us wise
Truth and lies defeat, despise and forgiving
The sheets our cradle birth to death
The twists and turns of love, the life we're living

 


There is bed where nights I lay awake
To think about my future to forget my past
My bed a boat to sail the seas
To land where safety finds me gripping to the mast
And though I feel the years slip through my fingers
Sorrow lingers and won't go away
There is a bed that is my sanctuary
A bed where I can end my days
There is a bed.
 

Lyrics by the great Marc Almond. I hope you liked this blog. If so, leave a comment, and see you next time. Thank you!!

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