Patrik's Art and Adjacent

Portfolio of Patrik Svanäng, Sweden

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[Man Breathing Heavily]

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Inktober Day 12

Word of the day: Run

Running alone with a deep sense of serenity within, if he wasn’t who he was he would marvel, no, wonder what’s going on in that big, dark sky.

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Inktober Day 10

Word of the day: Gigantic

This colossus doesn’t know where he is going, but he has an aim; homewards

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Inktober Day 8

Word of the Day: Crooked

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Inktober Day 6

Word of the Day: Sword

Guts’ famous sword, The Dragonslayer

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Inktober Day 5

Word of the Day: Long

The long arm of the law reaches far

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Inktober Day 3

Word of the Day: Poison

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Inktober day 2

Word of the day: Divided

Call me Mr Literal but it's a log divided in half. A log divided cannot stand.

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Broken and Drained

by Patrik S

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Golden Heptadecapus

by Patrik S.

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“Not only can this be seen as clear as the sun, through this holy figure I see all else in the world. Was there no sun there would be nothing but black for me to see. Without this holy shape, this pattern, most of everything would fall apart, no link between opposites.”

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It Is the Life

by Patrik S.

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“It sits there, calmly on top of the mountain. Stretching it’s beautiful tendrils around the sky and into a space we can’t see. Men and women try and get to the top, nobody returns to bring us it’s wisdom. The truth must be so transcendant they left this plane or it’s truth so deep it drove them mad, what trace of sanity left keeping them from cursing humanity with the fruits; spreading the madness to us. What merciful souls ascended this colossus, may they be blessed for their sacrifice.”

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Too Much Information

By Patrik S.

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Forced Meditation

by Patrik S.

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“I recall a time when I could see outside of here. Now I am stuck in this place, still falling, this new state of things is quickly becoming old, my new normal.”

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Why Is It Empty Now?

The Beginning and the End (2 of 2)

Patrik S.

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“It’s dead and it’s leaving destruction, the imperfection is oozing. Burning, lucent fire, inspiring and once exciting; now a somber soul-killing depression in the sky. How pretty it was, it used to look like the only thing in the big blue sky, it’s humble reflection in the deeper blue sea below it, now, where that beautiful thing used to be has become the only empty place in that twisted sky. A world of people thinking of the different ways they’ll die, from that nightmare in the sky.”

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Beautiful Globe

The Light and Dark Over the Sea (1 of 2)

by Patrik S

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“A small vortex in the brilliant beauty of the sun, a tiny imprefection catching the eye of you and everyone else on the planet. Something is wrong with our comforting star. It’s beauty has broken. Could this really be the same sun? It seems closer somehow.”

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I Am a Fisherman

Patrik S.

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“The fish are not my friend but I am theirs. Not one I’ve caught have been hung, though plenty I’ve angled. Every of them caught in my trap have been let go, swimming back into the ocean in short but with a scar to remind them of the time they met the fisherman. The lesson learnt; never to be caught again.”

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Paper

By Patrik S.

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“I lifted the page in front of my eyes and read it. In it, I lifted the page in front of my eyes and read it. In it, I lifted the page in front of my eyes and read it...“     -  Alan Wake