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Migraine / Tinta sobre Papel
I hate dreams. Dreams are the Sea Monkeys of consciousness: in the back pages of sleep they promise us teeming submarine palaces but leave us, on waking, with a hermetic residue of freeze-dried dust. The wisdom of dreams is a fortune on paper that you can’t cash out, an oasis of shimmering water that turns, when you wake up, to a mouthful of sand. I hate them for their absurdities and deferrals, their endlessly broken promise to amount to something, by and by. I hate them for the way they ransack memory, jumbling treasure and trash. I hate them for their tedium, how they drag on, peter out, wander off.
Pretty much the only thing I hate more than my own dreams are yours.
‘HatGirl’ from back in 2009 - www.dukelixon.co.uk // www.thebearhug.com
Also, apologies to those who I havent replied to in the inbox messages…just too many to get through at the minute! I’m on skype most of the time, to chat about tings - lukedixon1664
A commissioned hand finished ‘king is dead…long live the king’ print. (Taken with instagram)
Still alot to do, but here’s a sneak peak of a commission I’m working on.
Even the dead need love
I have a new print ‘Pleiades’ available from Knee Deep in Sleep.
Edition of 50 -signed, embossed and supplied with a certificate of authenticity.
Printed on Hahnemühle PhotoRag 310gsm paper. 59 x 42 cm
Please click on the link or the image for further information. http://bit.ly/tLtw0H
by Donald Caron