Rafael Gutierrez

PAINTING. ILLUSTRATION. GRAPHITE. INK.

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"Well I know we're dying

And there's no sign of a parachute

We scream in cathedrals

Why can't it be beautiful

Why does there gotta be a sacrifice"

-Tori Amos, "Iieee"

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Lethal face card. Often declines for unusual, suspicious activity.

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"The Flood of '98"

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"One need not be a chamber to be haunted"--Emily Dickinson.

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CHORONZON: I am an anthrax, butcher

bacterium, warm-life destroying.

MORPHEUS: I am a world, space-

floating, life-nurturing.

CHORONZON: I am a nova, all-

exploding... planet-cremating.

MORPHEUS: I am the Universe -- all

things encompassing, all life embracing.

CHORONZON: I am Anti-Life, the Beast

of Judgment. I am the dark at the end of

everything. The end of universes, gods,

worlds.. of everything. Sss. And what

will you be then, Dreamlord?

MORPHEUS: I am hope.

Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 1: Preludes & Nocturnes

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"Obligatory Crucifixion Piece."

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Churches, steeples, doors, and people.

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Exultate Justi. Almost finished.

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"Scenes from a Glass Abattoir" New photography series by Rafael Gutierrez at @haus_of_etchcraft Saturday September 13th, 6pm-10pm.

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"Mirabile dictu, don't you agree?"

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Soon...

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The Furies, the Eumenides, the Kindly ones, Hecate, the Fates, the Moirai.

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One Word is Too Often Profaned

ONE word is too often profaned

  For me to profane it,

One feeling too falsely disdain'd

  For thee to disdain it.

One hope is too like despair

  For prudence to smother,

And pity from thee more dear

  Than that from another.

I can give not what men call love;

  But wilt thou accept not

The worship the heart lifts above

  And the Heavens reject not:

The desire of the moth for the star,

  Of the night for the morrow,

The devotion to something afar

  From the sphere of our sorrow?

Percy Blysshe Shelley

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"Hoop Dreams."

Before the gray shadow

There was the black line.

Pen turned to pencil

Some time in the aughts.

Sometimes I think

I ought to have stayed..........

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"If only you could see what I've seen with your eyes."......

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"What care I for human hearts? Soft and spiritless as porridge!"

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"How very special are we. For just a moment to be. Part of life's eternal rhyme."