It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.– J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
Letting the words come through my fingers, then through the pen and onto the paper sheet, a permanent scar on an otherwise blank surface – doesn’t that mirror the (other) way (around) we experience life? I have always been either blessed or cursed (or both) with considerably realistic dreams and the capacity to remember them. Paired with an overactive imagination, I use these memories to create little stories based on my dreams. My aim is to share a little of my weird inner self in the hope others like me will find solace, and others unlike, understanding.
Expressing as dramatic narrative the psychological heaven and hell stored within is, for me, an effective, cost-free therapy that serves as artistic outlet. Everyone wants to leave a mark in the world. This may not be a deeply-carved, well-designed or particularly competent one, but it is my own.