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Saturn Devouring His Son, 2022

Acrylics on an irregular sheet of polymer paper, some gilding 

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Dear friends,

I’ve set up an Instagram page, which I invite you to follow. I will of course follow friends and fellow artists so hit me up.

Love,

D.

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Got inspired to design a hell-ish sorcerer after checking out Denis Forkas’ creepy art. I have a thing for large ominous floating objects like the black mirror, makes me wonder how it could be used.

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The Angel Half-Fire Half-Snow, a decorative sarloh inspired by Mirâj Nâmeh*, 2020

Watercolour, bodycolour and ink on paper

*original unavailable

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Flower of Pain / Allegory of Poetry, 2020

Ink and watercolour on paper, 29.5x24 cm

Dream of the Scorpion Shadow

I’m writing a letter to a friend in a sunlit room. I know I’m alone, so when I hear a weird noise behind my back it alarms me. I turn around and see that my afternoon shadow is open like a cutout in the floorboards and there’s a dark mass writhing within it. As I stand there stricken with terror a giant scorpion tail rises up from the mass like a threatening cobra. The sting hits my chest with a great weight and introduces a pain that I can hardly describe at all. The pain is so strong it feels tangible – it manifests itself in a sharp sprout bursting from my chest, quickly developing a hard stem that pushes my head back as it lunges upward. I can feel the roots ramify in my veins and right before the dream ends I witness the opening of a large fantastic flower at the end of the stem.      

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Study for Dornröschen, after HR Giger (“Face Hugger in Ripley”), 2021

Graphite, tea and ink on paper, 39.5 x 49.5 cm

When I came across the curious drawing by Giger from 1990 I was surprised at how accurately it illustrated my own dream, so I decided to fashion the dream study as an homage to the Swiss artist.

Dream of the Sleeping Beauty and a Hornet Nest

I find myself stricken with fear in front of a glass coffin in an overgrown alcove. The vegetation mimics man-made objects: stairs, drapery, furniture. I examine the girl sleeping peacefully in the coffin and discover that her slumber has brought a terrible scourge upon her body: hornets have built a nest inside and around her ribcage. As soon as I see the nest a loud buzzing sound descends upon me – like a dissonant string orchestra. The girl’s breathing tells me she’s alive but I know my kiss would wake her up and break the delicate balance of her symbiotic existence, killing her instantly. On the other hand, the harrowing idea of leaving her be is too much for me to handle. As is the custom, the stressful hesitation wakes me up.