Nightmare
Many children learn to fear the cracks in the paving, and the dark horrors that live down there. Of course, no one takes it seriously, but what if you could slip down...
Today I kept it simple, or did I? Today is my late shift day, which means that I get home tired and have little time or inspiration for my images - a good time, then, to work on my craft. A lot of craft is honing the reflexes - being able to make repeatable movements such as being able to form all the letters clearly when you write. I experimented here with the colour tools to see how much information there really was buried in the original similar shades of grey of the paving, and trying to produce convincing shadows.
The reference to a childhood dear made this image quite different to the gothic-adult horror images produced by many other fuggers, and yet it is the remnant of the childhood fears that often form the basis for our fears in later life. Life in Poland often leaves me feeling insubstantial, unable to dent other peoples behaviours they learnt in childhood and to which they desperately hold onto even though it is slowly destroying them.
Lublin - Traditional Cottage Room
10 years ago
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