The Image and The Word. Two kingdoms at war - in fact, the battle between emotion and reason. And in the middle, right in the middle of the battle, simultaneously playing the parts of Romeo and Juliet, stands the Illustration.
...and in that silence I kept learning things - like the use of blue pencils so you can scan easier. Oh, and I discovered the graphic palette. And Rice Boy.
All these images are memories, some real, one fake.
This summer, we decided to change the wallpapers. I took advantage of the one day when the walls stood bare, and fulfiled a childhood dream - drew on them! The hall was turned into a museum of personal memories. And just like real memories, the drawings are now unseen, hidden by wallpaper, but still there, still existing. Just like the place depicted in the engraving (aqua forte, aqua tinta) - a half-real place, the inside of the mind.
Fantastic animalshavefascinatingstories, whethermanhasfoundtheminthefarawayblankspacesonmapsorinthedarkness of hishead. Thoseimageswerepart of a great, neverfinishedproject - a fantastic encyclopedia, entirelymadeup - a fakemithology, ifyoulike. Someting similar to... this. Theworks - colography, in case youwerewondering- weredoneinmythirdyear of collegeand I stillhopetocomebacktothemsometime.