Greetings fellow internet-people!
I come bearing gifts, well, not really, but at least good news. :) I now have a new blog at this site. It's powered by wordpress which I really like working with. See y'all around! Toodles.
Var hälsade ni andra internet-människor!
Jag kommer med gåvor, eller, egentligen inte, men åtminstone med goda nyheter. :) Jag har nu en ny blogg på denna webbplats. Den drivs med wordPress som jag verkligen tycker om att arbeta med. Vi ses hörrni! Tja.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
The Deep
Anyways. There is something about everything that fascinates me. That is, not all things individually, but everything as a whole. In my head I call it The All, sometimes The Thin, or, The Skin of The Deep. While The All ought to be a fitting name from whichever angle you look at it I confess the other two names give rise to some speculation. If the observable reality is The Thin, then, what the heck is The Deep?
I usually think of it like this — Stephen King describes something in his books which he calls The Darkness between Worlds. Maybe that is what The Deep is.
Whatever it is, I sometimes imagine it to be there, our mainly three-dimensional existence stretched like a drum skin over whatever it is that constitutes the drum. And if that drum is beating, well, we would not even notice. It would be like trying to imagine a hypercube, no, like actually experiencing the touch of a hypercube, all equal sides and 90-degree angles in all it's multi-dimensional glory. Madness.
Thus my earlier "anyways".
Heck, prose can never explain this stuff. I will just post the poem now.
i defy reality
i am a fiber in the skein of the Thin
my curiosity shatteres hopes
dreamkiller
i donned the crown of hegemony
there is no one but me in the halls of recollection
the sand of amnesia was rubbed into the skin of the Deep
i defy sleep
pluck electrons from my synapses
watch me reel among the prophets
the wine of pan-humanity was weighed on the scales
i am found wanting
i tread abstraction
the skin weave has been rolled in blood
i am above below within, a tesseract a hypersphere beyond your understanding
hush now
you all come bearing gifts
i refuse you all
i blink and you are gone
i suckled at the breast of a wolf, i was sneezed by a god
i am infinetisimal and vast
a string is found among a trillion, a drop in chosen from the ocean
mercy measured in oblivion, the weight is true i cannot lie
i am the smallest and the swiftest
all fear the Deep but i
i saw your empires and glory
the spittle of my laughter broke them all
i dont need you
there is no love among bacteria
for me there is nothing
all is dreamt
thus all has passed
during the dance of revelation all is known
we leave behind us broken pieces of the toy
I usually think of it like this — Stephen King describes something in his books which he calls The Darkness between Worlds. Maybe that is what The Deep is.
Whatever it is, I sometimes imagine it to be there, our mainly three-dimensional existence stretched like a drum skin over whatever it is that constitutes the drum. And if that drum is beating, well, we would not even notice. It would be like trying to imagine a hypercube, no, like actually experiencing the touch of a hypercube, all equal sides and 90-degree angles in all it's multi-dimensional glory. Madness.
Thus my earlier "anyways".
Heck, prose can never explain this stuff. I will just post the poem now.
i defy reality
i am a fiber in the skein of the Thin
my curiosity shatteres hopes
dreamkiller
i donned the crown of hegemony
there is no one but me in the halls of recollection
the sand of amnesia was rubbed into the skin of the Deep
i defy sleep
pluck electrons from my synapses
watch me reel among the prophets
the wine of pan-humanity was weighed on the scales
i am found wanting
i tread abstraction
the skin weave has been rolled in blood
i am above below within, a tesseract a hypersphere beyond your understanding
hush now
you all come bearing gifts
i refuse you all
i blink and you are gone
i suckled at the breast of a wolf, i was sneezed by a god
i am infinetisimal and vast
a string is found among a trillion, a drop in chosen from the ocean
mercy measured in oblivion, the weight is true i cannot lie
i am the smallest and the swiftest
all fear the Deep but i
i saw your empires and glory
the spittle of my laughter broke them all
i dont need you
there is no love among bacteria
for me there is nothing
all is dreamt
thus all has passed
during the dance of revelation all is known
we leave behind us broken pieces of the toy
Friday, October 14, 2011
USA or Letter to Philocrates
During my travels I have stumbled upon many a thing which I thought might be of interest to you dear Philocrates.
Friday, October 7, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
Robots
Some robots. I love robots, the real things that assemble things as well as these ones, a long as they don't go do anything stupid!
These look nice though.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Tattoo Evolution
I want to show you a little of my work process.
The goal of the project was to design mirrored twin raven tattoos to be placed just below the collar bones. For good measure I decided to show you how I envision the end result by sticking them on a supermodel. I mean, if a supermodel looks good wearing one of my tattoos, who wouldn't?
For the picture I chose the least detailed version because of the small scale of the tattoo.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Fishy Mural
Yo!
I have been asked to paint a mural for a children's play room with the theme "the ocean". From the very start I suggested not-too-strong colors and a limited palette, with a color scheme inspired by children's books from the sixties. This is what I'll present for scrutiny soonish.
Please leave me a comment on what you think of it, I value your opinions.
Hope you like:
I have been asked to paint a mural for a children's play room with the theme "the ocean". From the very start I suggested not-too-strong colors and a limited palette, with a color scheme inspired by children's books from the sixties. This is what I'll present for scrutiny soonish.
Please leave me a comment on what you think of it, I value your opinions.
Hope you like:
Friday, August 19, 2011
Raven Tattoo, 2 interpretations
I told you a while ago that I had been commissioned to draw a raven tattoo. The sketch was posted here. I am glad to present to you here two inked interpretations! The first in all black as I was asked to make one of them and the second inspired by American Indian tribal tattoos.
I want to thank graphic designer Iréne Thisner for lending me a beautiful book that has been a great inspirational source for this work. I'll post the title and pictures soon! Now here is my tattoo designs. Enjoy:
I want to thank graphic designer Iréne Thisner for lending me a beautiful book that has been a great inspirational source for this work. I'll post the title and pictures soon! Now here is my tattoo designs. Enjoy:
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Face Painting, more photos!
Haha, as fun as it was to actually participate in the event I made the last post in a hurry last night. I like the green-tinted photos even though I did that only to give them a retro feeling for when SCUF decided to use them in some publication or other. I even used the small versions (bad habit since I haven't been able to find a good PNG-optimizer for the iMac yet) even though I uploaded them in JPG. Sigh!
Enough with the excuses already! Here are the bigger versions, and some more photos and some into about SCUF! Enjoy!
"Swedish Celiac Youth Society, SCUF is a member organisation for children and young people who are intolerant to gluten or lactose. SCUF has approximately 7 000 members all over Sweden. SCUF’s vision is that no one should be, or feel, limited by their intolerance."
The activities last Saturday were fantastic! A lot of children and they parents showed up to eat gluten-free cake, jump in the bouncy castle and receive information abut SCUF. I am honored to have been allowed to play a part of it!
Enough with the excuses already! Here are the bigger versions, and some more photos and some into about SCUF! Enjoy!
"Swedish Celiac Youth Society, SCUF is a member organisation for children and young people who are intolerant to gluten or lactose. SCUF has approximately 7 000 members all over Sweden. SCUF’s vision is that no one should be, or feel, limited by their intolerance."
The activities last Saturday were fantastic! A lot of children and they parents showed up to eat gluten-free cake, jump in the bouncy castle and receive information abut SCUF. I am honored to have been allowed to play a part of it!
Friday, August 12, 2011
I'll keep you posted on this one
One of the things I'm working on right now. I was asked to draw a tattoo of two ravens facing each other, to be put below the collar bones. I'm guessing 3-5 cm high, and the final design to be all black without details.
The next step will be vectorizing in illustrator and creating a mirror raven to face this one.
Fun fun and some more fun! Here goes.
The next step will be vectorizing in illustrator and creating a mirror raven to face this one.
Fun fun and some more fun! Here goes.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
This is not a good sign
Our beloved tundra-dwelling friends have a new problem. I didn't see this one coming. I'm hooked, I want to know more!
My fiancée and I are on a trip to Granada, Spain, to take some time off and celebrate our engagement. I promise pictures on return to the beloved iMac.
My fiancée and I are on a trip to Granada, Spain, to take some time off and celebrate our engagement. I promise pictures on return to the beloved iMac.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
What you up to?
Aaaaah! I would just love to make this shirt, and a bunch of other prints as well!
I've fallen in love with prints and designs, tank tops and other textile things! This will be the first of many more designs to come. I promise to keep you posted!
I've fallen in love with prints and designs, tank tops and other textile things! This will be the first of many more designs to come. I promise to keep you posted!
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