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thursday, 27/9/2001Breathing becomes something like an obsession. Mimicking the dead, a grotesque habit. But I am afraid, and that is how I can fight my fears. This is the only way I know for the time being, or the only way I can think of.
I close my eyes, drift to an uneasy slumber. There is a road, I think. It is coming towards me and flows underneath my feet, but I have no sense of motion. It is the road that is moving, not I. When it stops, I see a shrouded figure at a distance before me. I have this vague impression that it is either me, or my grandfather. I feel a shudder course through my body as this creature passes through me, replacing me, and I wake up, unable to move or speak.
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A somewhat older piece, painted sometime in 2003 (or early 2004?), and related to even older events.
Acrylics (powder paint mixed with acrylic glue) on canvas.
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Included in Raster, Chapter #33.
This was also the cover for Laird Barron's The Imago Sequence , 2007, by Night Shade Books.
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It does make sense, more so because it was something from a dream. With all your recent comments on old works (thank you!) I'm experiencing a strange nostalgia. I can see the technical shortcomings in these paintings, but I would like to be able to recreate this sort of, well, dreaminess, for lack of a better word. I had a very distinct imaginative/dream world in the back of my head when I was younger, and it's mostly frayed now.
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That's so true, now that I'm practising my skills I have completely lost my desire to illustrate my thoughts, because back then I listened to a song and a whole comic came up to my mind, and I know that what I do know lacks the thing that makes me excited about art. It's empty. But what can I do? I must keep refining the technical part of my work in order to render what I want properly in the future, so...Sorry for my verbiage!
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Yes! I'm in exactly the same boat! The light in the tunnel is probably at some point where one's skill is good enough to realise the things they imagine, the way they want to; just as long as we don't fall in the loop of 'need to do better', and keep focusing on technique while ignoring... well, that which makes art that speaks to the soul, somehow.
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That's well said. I'll close this magnificent change of thoughts with your great comment on the topic, thank you so much, I was really in need of that.
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Αν και το γράφεις πως έγινε εξώφυλλο βιβλίου, δεν το θυμόμουν καθόλου. Ώσπου πήρε το μάτι μου αυτό, luben.tv/wp-content/uploads/20… . Είναι τόσο χαρακτηριστικό το στυλ σου, που αμέσως σκέφτηκα πως θα μπορούσε να είναι δικό σου έργο.
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Ahhh, το Imago Sequence!
Και λες το θυμήθηκες από 'κει, ε; Ευχαριστώ!
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This, and your words make me shudder - yet I am intrigued! Dreams so often speak of truths, or memories only half-remembered, buries into the subconscious..
I remain intrigued...
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The text describes a very uneasy dream I had during the wake before my grandfather's funeral. I was tired and very grieved, which probably explains the scene. But then it sort of developed independently, into an eerie fantasy of its own.
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It's wonderful to be able to express these things in your art - a great source of inspiration
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this is amazing the colours and the subjects are fascinating
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I love to randomly surf my favourites and collections and find amazing art like yours. I love it so much!! The atmosphere is incredible
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I hate artists but I love art.
I don't love yours, but It doesn't bore me. 1 star.
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Very, very interesting. It's extremely rare to see someone who's offering an opinion when they don't quite like, or actually hate something (I took a look at your other comments). Usually they just ignore such works, or might offer constructive criticism, where there's room for it, at least. On the like/dislike level, it's usually just liking that is expressed. That's a some food for thought.
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Marvalous! Almost like a dream. 
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This is really beautiful and amazing work. The textures are fantastic
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slatan here (too bored too log off and relogin) ....
ma ti ekane pali to atomo! eisai koryfh! Very good work as usual! Kinda creepy, kind outworldish, kinda... killer! 
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Beautiful is not the right word for this.. it's.. intrigueing, inspiring, intresting, scary...
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This is another, truely amazing peice from an artist I'm starting to adore =3
This is truely, an inspirational peice. The words in the description truely fit with it all... The way you use acrylics is amazing o_o
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Thats very magical lookin. I love the combination of colours and the dream like quality you have given this. Quite stunning!
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wow, your peices are orgasmicly amazing, simply astounding! i love the way you did the backround, and the way the red draws your attention amitst all the gass-like hollow. keep up the magic
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Haunting; the piece already chilled me when i first saw it, and the writing that goes along with it deepened the feeling more. I love that the figures don't necessarily jump out at you immediately; they are more like subtle figures, mixing with the background until they see fit to appear. Much like ghosts.
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Very nice piece of work, I like a lot these ghostly silhouettes, and the textures of the tormented skies
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This is really awesome. I'd love to write a poem that could fit this picture...
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fantastic textures and tones. this reminds me of something by +zeruch great work...
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i loved your art
very pythagorean
you need to be proud
of being a living being
in greece
we have all the power
of the soul
and of our galaxies
just by breathing
we are breathing the same breath
we are the inners
and the in betweens
love, love, love,
guigui
[link]
and i go
where the trees goes
and i walk
from a higher education
from now
and for hide
and beats me
but i do not know
i do not know
[joanna newsom,
the great harpist
of this cosmic dreams]
[link]
and is small
in the way that we all come together
and we lost the properties
in this free economy
no one end
and we past
the miracles
of this seasons
never drop so close
to the peach of this
dreamers
oh oh oh
love is coming
our way
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i always thought that you re one of the most amazing artists i ever saw here in Da.
I really cant say smth constructive. Forgive me and accept only a kind fav.
take care Lady.
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Such a powerfully emotive picture... excellent work!
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Goodness. That is so spooky. I absolutely love the atmosphere to this one, and the overall mood behind it. Wonderful writing to go along with it, as well. What amazing textures! Just lovely.
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that's a great painting, though I'm not to crazy about the red, I love the space and composition and the other tones...
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Such a moody piece. I love the planes of green and brown and all the overlapping colors and textures that form them. The 3 figures seems to become second to the whole that is the background as they are there to compliment it. To me this is something unique. Of course this is just my interpretation.
Great job as always!
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really, it hadn't occured to me like this at all. And you know, sometimes it nearly bothers me, how so many things in my images crop up by accident, or at the best completely subconsciously, and then they end up having importance and making a whole lot of difference. I then feel almost as if the image doesn't belong to me. (strange, I know).
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The image claims itself as its own 
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