The other day I mentioned to havires that one of my prized possessions was an original painting done by Larry Elmore, of Dungeons & Dragons and Dragonlance fame.
It's only a small piece that isn't very dynamic, but when I found that I could get it for $100, I had to grab it. Elmore wrote that he thought he had painted it for a card game, although I don't believe it was for MtG, even though it looks like a great Island card. I would love to find the card and possibly frame that with it (If anyone has a clue, let me know).
I told havires that I would share a picture of it, and it seemed a good opportunity for a post.
If you have any original art, share it.
That was a really nice find you have in your collection there :) Glad I could help you find it in card form
Did you make all of these? I think they're great. They remind me (for whatever reason) of the cartoon dolls phase of the 90s - yes, I used to "collect" these, by which I mean I have dozens and dozens of printed sheets of paper of them.
This is a used paper towel I drew on just as I was waking up
When I was a kid, I was fascinated with this wood engraving that sat on a shelf by our piano. It was just a hill, but it also suggested a woman's winking, weirdly cadaverous face.
A couple years ago, I got big into digging through pics of old B&W prints online while looking for a prototype for a good basic tattoo (never found an acceptable one, still looking). Stumbled on the print that was in our house. Turns out my parents were just sitting on a very hard to find Paul Landacre print. Numbered in pencil, something out of thirty. My mom said that an old friend of hers was sifting through his dad's art collection and let her pick out a piece. She chose it because it just kind of jumped out at her. They still have it hanging in a bedroom in their house. I'm a little bit horrified that they're treating it so blithely.
So I guess it's not in MY possession per se? But I got pretty excited about it.
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I have a neurological disorder that can sometimes resemble taking a ton of acid all day. Don't bother looking it up, each doctor would say something different but usually refrained from diagnosis because of the complexity of my issues. During the peak of my problems I would have the deepest, strangest, most disturbing dreams. When I woke up, the shift in reality and realization that the last 100 years of my mental life (10-12 hours of sleep, really) was the most pleasurable experience that any drug couldn't possibly reproduce. Being tortured for a century, then waking up to a (moderately) healthy body and finding out none of it was real... it's indescribable.
Anyway, point is, that guy was the one guy I could trust inside my dreams. The one guy that would come around and tell me that everything is alright and give me advice on how to resist, how to fight back, how to stay sane. Despite his looks, he was a super nice guy. His voice was nothing like you'd expect, and until now I hadn't thought of a very good way to explain it. His voice was similar to Bane's, actually... if I had that reference before it would have been easier.
I never got his name, but if you can't tell based on the black and white sketch, he's a very wise and evolved tree. Moderately brown bark with off white "eyes". Inside his mouth is pure darkness.
Thankfully I recovered and adjusted pretty well. Unfortunately I don't dream anymore.
Wow, please pardon my insensitivity before. I haven't heard of anything like what you're describing (closest thing would be sleep paralysis, which evidently isn't close at all). Could I ask how exactly you recovered? Also, have you actually tried any hallucinogens and the like to compare your experiences/dreams with?
Nah nothing is insensitive about what you said.
You have heard of some what I'm describing. It's a combination of some undiagnosed (or undiagnosable, as I've been told) sleep disorder and some form of anxiety/panic related psychosis, which all can go hand in hand. Ever had a really mentally and physically exhausting day? How did your sleep go? Now imagine doing that every day for years.
That particular story is just the sleep aspects of what I have experienced. Those were mild, to be honest.
As for recovery, a certain portion of people with psychotic symptoms can recover through proper treatment over the course of a few years, and it can become latent. I still have symptoms occasionally, but it's manageable and not a big deal anymore.
I meant to post something on here yesterday but I got distracted. Anyways here is some of my photography, I haven't updated it for awhile so be gentle. Magic Cow Photography
I've pretty much stopped drawing since a long while now. I do pick up stuff and doodle for a bit every now and then, but I hardly ever finish anything or make anything that I like. It kinda sucks, before I started drawing less and less, I had gotten pretty damn good with pencil. Now I'm way behind where I was at my peak. I think the problem was as I got better, completing something took more and more time and I had less and less patience. I was drawn more towards playing music which was far more kinetic and instantly gratifying. Eventually that took over all my creative expression.
Anyways, here's some select works that I'm still proud of:
This last one is pretty ancient, but I still think it's funny.
The moose was first to catch my eye, but your second to last image is blowing my mind. Would it be wrong to ask for oyu to elaborate on it somehow? I just want to know what sort of ideas, dynamics or motivations produced that scene.
Here's one of a series of eyes I am working on:
So Far From Heaven, So Close to Egypt -by JakobVirgil