Probably my favourite video I’ve ever made . Feels like wandering through half remembered memories and missing pieces stitched together into something strangely beautiful.
My childhood feels like a distant fever dream. I remember fragments and vague impressions, and there’s also a whole chunk missing so maybe my brain is protecting me.
"Set a pen to a dream, and the colour drains from it. The ink with which we write seems diluted with something holding too much of reality, and we find that after all we cannot delineate the incredible memory. In dreams and visions lie the greatest creations of man, for on them rests no yoke of line or hue. Forgotten scenes, and lands more obscure than the golden world of childhood, spring into the sleeping mind to reign until awakening puts them to rout. Amid these may be attained something of the glory and contentment for which we yearn , some adumbration of sharp beauties suspected but not before revealed, which are to us as the Grail to holy spirits of the mediaeval world."
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Probably my favourite video I’ve ever made . Feels like wandering through half remembered memories and missing pieces stitched together into something strangely beautiful.
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My childhood feels like a distant fever dream. I remember fragments and vague impressions, and there’s also a whole chunk missing so maybe my brain is protecting me.
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Me after several months of learning Latin :
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"Set a pen to a dream, and the colour drains from it. The ink with which we write seems diluted with something holding too much of reality, and we find that after all we cannot delineate the incredible memory. In dreams and visions lie the greatest creations of man, for on them rests no yoke of line or hue. Forgotten scenes, and lands more obscure than the golden world of childhood, spring into the sleeping mind to reign until awakening puts them to rout. Amid these may be attained something of the glory and contentment for which we yearn , some adumbration of sharp beauties suspected but not before revealed, which are to us as the Grail to holy spirits of the mediaeval world."
- Night Ocean , H.P. Lovecraft
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