Green Diebboll

Something in the way my dad’s father told me stories pieced this together

Light, architecture and memory. Something fading, imagined from a dream.

Drawing on the train, composite observation memory and imaginary

The architecture of my dreams

I love this and I laugh at this. I made this maybe 12 years ago. It’s so dark. It’s definitely part of me. But I’m much lighter now.

Most of my drawings come from dreams and nightmares. I don’t set out to make images that illustrate them. With lots of erasing and drawing, its more like sculpting. Turning lines into space and form until I see something familiar. And then the dream emerges.

Storyboard number 3

Storyboard number 2

Storyboard number 1

I don’t know where these faces come from. But I love finding them. What’s this one saying?

Dream? Nightmare?

Drawings for a film