and other lies to tell yourself (ID under cut. it’s a long one)
[ID: A digital fan-comic for Sky: Children of the Light. The first panel sets the scene: a once-homely room, now in ruin, washed in a blue light. Two figures sit huddled beneath a table. The first, the Nesting Guide, and the second is their mentee: dressed similarly to the Guide, with short-cropped hair and a chime hanging off their belt, the Stalwart Apprentice sits in their mentor’s lap. The second panel is a close-up of the Nesting Guide’s face over the Apprentice’s shoulder, sweat running down their face as the apprentice says “Umma, I’m scared”. The next panel shows the extent of their fear, eyes haggard behind their glasses, trying to bury their face in the Guide’s clothing. The Guide responds, saying “I know, little one.”
The next panel shows the Stalwart Apprentice’s hand wrapped around the Guide’s cloak, gripping it with fear as a growl rings out. “Umma,” they start, before being cut off. “Teth told me something, when I was younger.” Says the Nesting Guide. Their face is shown, afraid but set. Teth, the Forest Elder, is then shown standing with the hand up, feeling the raindrops. “I’d asked them how they never get hurt, when we walked in the rain.” Continues the Nesting Guide. “They said that every member of the kingdom had a spot, somewhere in the forest, where the raindrops would never touch them. It was only a matter of finding it.”
The next panel shows the Guide with tired eyes, pressing their Apprentice’s face into their shoulder. The source of the blue light, which was once to their right, is now almost head-on. “I think you have a spot like that.” they say.
The last panel is a wide shot of the room, showing the destruction. Pieces of broken architecture are strewn around, and the back wall is half-missing. The room, and the two inhabiting it, are now completely shrouded in red.
The Guide finished their sentence: “In my arms.” /End ID.]
Erosion by Tamsin van Essen. Who knew parasitic invasion could be so beautiful?
van Essen on her project:
This work explores erosion and the disruption of form. Focusing on biological erosion, I wanted to convey the idea of a host being attacked and eaten away by a parasitic virus, highlighting the creeping spread of the infection as it corrupts the body. I have produced a series of angular porcelain forms, sandblasted to wear the surface and reveal inner strata. This aggressive process, contrarily, creates a delicate vulnerability in the shape. The translucency of the porcelain and the interruption of the surface make it possible to glimpse through to layers beneath, creating a tension between the seen and the obscured.
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