Tag • Pencil on printed paper

When the last days were upon me, and the ugly trifles of existence began to drive me to madness like the small drops of water that torturers let fall ceaselessly upon one spot of their victim’s body, I loved the irradiate refuge of sleep.
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When the last days were upon me, and the ugly trifles of existence began to drive me to madness like the small drops of water that torturers let fall ceaselessly upon one spot of their victim’s body, I loved the irradiate refuge of sleep.
57 x 46.5 x 2.2 cm
2011
The horrible conclusion which had been gradually intruding itself upon my confused and reluctant mind was now an awful certainty.
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The horrible conclusion which had been gradually intruding itself upon my confused and reluctant mind was now an awful certainty.
57 x 46.5 x 2.2 cm
2011
May the merciful gods, if indeed there may be such, guard those hours when no power of the will, or drug that the cunning of man devises, can keep me from the chasm of sleep.
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May the merciful gods, if indeed there may be such, guard those hours when no power of the will, or drug that the cunning of man devises, can keep me from the chasm of sleep.
57 x 46.5 x 2.2 cm
2011
Life is a hideous thing, and from the background behind what we know of it peer daemoniacal hints of truth which make it sometimes a thousandfold more hideous.
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Life is a hideous thing, and from the background behind what we know of it peer daemoniacal hints of truth which make it sometimes a thousandfold more hideous.
57 x 46.5 x 2.2 cm
2011
Into the north window of my chamber glows the pole star with uncanny light. All through the long hellish hours of blackness it shines there.
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Into the north window of my chamber glows the pole star with uncanny light. All through the long hellish hours of blackness it shines there.
57 x 46.5 x 2.2 cm
2011
In the valley of Nis the accursed waning moon shines thinly, tearing a path for its light with feeble horns through the lethal foliage of a great upas-tree.
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In the valley of Nis the accursed waning moon shines thinly, tearing a path for its light with feeble horns through the lethal foliage of a great upas-tree.
57 x 46.5 x 2.2 cm
2011
In relating the circumstances which have led to my confinement within this refuge for the demented, I am aware that my present position will create a natural doubt of the authority of my narrative.
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In relating the circumstances which have led to my confinement within this refuge for the demented, I am aware that my present position will create a natural doubt of the authority of my narrative.
57 x 46.5 x 2.2 cm
2011
In my tortured ears there sounds increasingly a nightmare whirring and flapping, and a faint distant baying as of some gigantic hound.
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In my tortured ears there sounds increasingly a nightmare whirring and flapping, and a faint distant baying as of some gigantic hound.
57 x 46.5 x 2.2 cm
2011
I have seen the universe yawning where the black planets roll without aim, where they roll in their horror unheeded, without knowledge or lustre or name.
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I have seen the universe yawning where the black planets roll without aim, where they roll in their horror unheeded, without knowledge or lustre or name.
57 x 46.5 x 2.2 cm
2011