Out Of The Attic

A journey towards infinity. Photo by <n>Víctor M. Alonso</n>.

‘The Sun came up upon the left,
Out of the sea came he!
And he shone bright, and on the right
Went down into the sea.’ (Samuel T. Coleridge, The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner, 1834)

Magic and Mystery in the Art of Katrien De Blauwer - DesignObserver

Cover art for music by artists including <n>Killsho</n>, <n>d1lanmn</n>, <n>KINRO</n>, and <n>Billikeen</n>.

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<n>Ana Mendieta</n>'s artwork <n>Yemaya</n> from the <n>Silueta Series</n>, 1976.

<n>Inner Glow</n>, a photograph of <n>Wistman's Wood</n> by <n>Neil Burnell</n>.

<n>Sueño recurrente</n> (2023) by <n>Christiane Pooley</n>, photographed by <n>Romain Darnaud</n> for the <n>NOCTURNAL BALLADS</n> exhibition.

<n>BK0348</n> (2018) by artist <n>Miho Kajioka</n>.

‘For he hears the lamb’s innocent call, and he hears the ewes’ tender reply; He is watchful while they are in peace, for they know when the shepherd is nigh’ (William Blake, The Shepherd, 1789)

<n>Moonlight</n>, a photomontage by <n>Lilian Day Thorpe</n>.

<n>Backrooms: Disappointing Ending</n>, a 2022 digital render by artist <n>AquaticEntity</n>.

A <n>1920s lenticular kissing couple</n>, an antique optical toy from the collection of Wildsthings.

This image is used to represent <n>Level 999</n> in the Backrooms online fiction project.

Collage by artist <n>Brittany Anwender</n>.

And as you reach out your hand to caress her, you hear the calming sound of the ocean waves and you smell the pungent seasalt, which has encrusted the cliffs for centuries.

As you enter inside, you feel such a loving, warming familiarity. And so, you start to remember. 

Your footsteps are engulfed in the moist, clingy green grass. She, the hare, has a habit of disappearing. But she always comes back. She comes back to you. To see you.

You are lost in the deep, dark woods. A hare watches you, solemnly, between the moist underbrush. It is asking you to follow her. 

<n>Blue Hare with White Rabbit</n> (2009) by <n>Whyn Lewis</n>.

<n>American Elm Print</n>. A block print in black ink on natural paper.

Cover art for <n>luhxs</n>'s single <n>see you tomorrow</n>.

But the moon-bright hare comes back once again. It shows you the way to a home. Shelter. 


And as you remember, you get curious: painfully, itchingly curious. The old photographs are calling you. They’re asking you to get to know them like you know yourself. To feel all the sadness and all the love trapped into them.
You read letters. So many letters. Unknown ones: but they struck a chord in your heart. What is around the house slowly becomes you.

‘*Wood* is an old word for forest. In the wood there are paths, mostly overgrown, that come from an abrupt stop where the wood is untrodden’ (Martin Heidegger, Off The Beaten Path, 1950)

It’s freezing. Oh god, it’s freezing, you say again.
