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This piece is currently tucked under my bed and saw the #👀 's looking back at me and got me thinking/ remembering of a time.
This was a reimagination of the cartoon archetype scenes "multiple eyes in the dark forest looking back when a torch was shone on them" scene. I always identified with those creatures; they were on the fringes, mystic and anonymous- only their eyes could give them away.
They were nocturnal and I was becoming that too.
I have experienced so much of my identity in the night; It always felt more unknowable to others, maybe even myself, if I set off, going about the things I did, then. That suited me. App's/ maps/ bodies - all directions and signals read in the dark. There were others like me: nocturnal, doing the things I did too.
🌲👀👀👀👀🌲
I think that's why those cartoon scenes resonated.
A hidden, unknowable form to the main character with the 🔦 who seemed perturbed by their presence
Anyway - that's the thought I was thinking 🤗
This was a reimagination of the cartoon archetype scenes "multiple eyes in the dark forest looking back when a torch was shone on them" scene. I always identified with those creatures; they were on the fringes, mystic and anonymous- only their eyes could give them away.
They were nocturnal and I was becoming that too.
I have experienced so much of my identity in the night; It always felt more unknowable to others, maybe even myself, if I set off, going about the things I did, then. That suited me. App's/ maps/ bodies - all directions and signals read in the dark. There were others like me: nocturnal, doing the things I did too.
🌲👀👀👀👀🌲
I think that's why those cartoon scenes resonated.
A hidden, unknowable form to the main character with the 🔦 who seemed perturbed by their presence
Anyway - that's the thought I was thinking 🤗