Dream Eats Memory
Dream eats Memory is a meander book and accompanying enclosure that tells the story of being eaten by a snake. The book is printed using a combination of letterpress and archival inkjet printing on 80lb French Paper. The covers are wrapped with letterpress printed paper. The enclosure is a box with a hinged lid topped with a snake head sculpted from Apoxie Clay and painted using water-based acrylic paint, then finished with an archival glossy varnish. The book measures 1.75”x2.25” and the enclosure is 4”x2”x3”. This set was made in an edition of 18 and will be assembled to order, each snake head box is uniquely made so variations will exist within the edition. Please allow 1-2 weeks for a shipping notification.
The artwork on the meander book utilizes both sides of the paper. One side is the archival print of a drawing showing a figure being eaten by a snake. The opposite side is a poem with letterpress printed embellishments. The poem reads:
Why did I jump?
I mused on my blunder
The jaws closed around me and all was damp.
Surely I was heading for my eternal slumber.
The chamber was cramped, but I squeezed through
to find the stomach, lit by a small lamp
“Hello? I was eaten like tiramisu,
I’m lost and afraid, is anyone by the light?”
towards the light I pursued
There I stood, alone and full of fright
With my head hanging low, my heart feeling cold
I would go softly into the night.
I walked forward still, just darkness to behold
The air beneath me lifted me up
Once again I was floating, gravity withhold.
I would let the dark take me,
my mind was made up
Then a sharp pain in my mouth, pools of blood I did sup.
Blood spilled from my lips, my mind riddled with doubt
My lips felt like fire, needles danced on my tongue
Alone in the dark, and friends without
Is this how I go? For I am too young!
It felt like eternity, dark, searing, pain
I sunk into dark, my mouth swollen stung and hung
Suddenly a light cut through the dark again
I was saved, black turned to pink
Floating to climbing on slick terrain
I climbed out of a cavern, nearing the brink
Breaching the top, I felt a tongue at my feet
Forked like a snake, the end of the link.
This book is an excerpt from a larger project titled Inferno that uses surrealism to discuss mental health struggles by analyzing dreams and nightmares. You can see more of the project here: https://emilandkray.com/inferno
Dream eats Memory is a meander book and accompanying enclosure that tells the story of being eaten by a snake. The book is printed using a combination of letterpress and archival inkjet printing on 80lb French Paper. The covers are wrapped with letterpress printed paper. The enclosure is a box with a hinged lid topped with a snake head sculpted from Apoxie Clay and painted using water-based acrylic paint, then finished with an archival glossy varnish. The book measures 1.75”x2.25” and the enclosure is 4”x2”x3”. This set was made in an edition of 18 and will be assembled to order, each snake head box is uniquely made so variations will exist within the edition. Please allow 1-2 weeks for a shipping notification.
The artwork on the meander book utilizes both sides of the paper. One side is the archival print of a drawing showing a figure being eaten by a snake. The opposite side is a poem with letterpress printed embellishments. The poem reads:
Why did I jump?
I mused on my blunder
The jaws closed around me and all was damp.
Surely I was heading for my eternal slumber.
The chamber was cramped, but I squeezed through
to find the stomach, lit by a small lamp
“Hello? I was eaten like tiramisu,
I’m lost and afraid, is anyone by the light?”
towards the light I pursued
There I stood, alone and full of fright
With my head hanging low, my heart feeling cold
I would go softly into the night.
I walked forward still, just darkness to behold
The air beneath me lifted me up
Once again I was floating, gravity withhold.
I would let the dark take me,
my mind was made up
Then a sharp pain in my mouth, pools of blood I did sup.
Blood spilled from my lips, my mind riddled with doubt
My lips felt like fire, needles danced on my tongue
Alone in the dark, and friends without
Is this how I go? For I am too young!
It felt like eternity, dark, searing, pain
I sunk into dark, my mouth swollen stung and hung
Suddenly a light cut through the dark again
I was saved, black turned to pink
Floating to climbing on slick terrain
I climbed out of a cavern, nearing the brink
Breaching the top, I felt a tongue at my feet
Forked like a snake, the end of the link.
This book is an excerpt from a larger project titled Inferno that uses surrealism to discuss mental health struggles by analyzing dreams and nightmares. You can see more of the project here: https://emilandkray.com/inferno
Dream eats Memory is a meander book and accompanying enclosure that tells the story of being eaten by a snake. The book is printed using a combination of letterpress and archival inkjet printing on 80lb French Paper. The covers are wrapped with letterpress printed paper. The enclosure is a box with a hinged lid topped with a snake head sculpted from Apoxie Clay and painted using water-based acrylic paint, then finished with an archival glossy varnish. The book measures 1.75”x2.25” and the enclosure is 4”x2”x3”. This set was made in an edition of 18 and will be assembled to order, each snake head box is uniquely made so variations will exist within the edition. Please allow 1-2 weeks for a shipping notification.
The artwork on the meander book utilizes both sides of the paper. One side is the archival print of a drawing showing a figure being eaten by a snake. The opposite side is a poem with letterpress printed embellishments. The poem reads:
Why did I jump?
I mused on my blunder
The jaws closed around me and all was damp.
Surely I was heading for my eternal slumber.
The chamber was cramped, but I squeezed through
to find the stomach, lit by a small lamp
“Hello? I was eaten like tiramisu,
I’m lost and afraid, is anyone by the light?”
towards the light I pursued
There I stood, alone and full of fright
With my head hanging low, my heart feeling cold
I would go softly into the night.
I walked forward still, just darkness to behold
The air beneath me lifted me up
Once again I was floating, gravity withhold.
I would let the dark take me,
my mind was made up
Then a sharp pain in my mouth, pools of blood I did sup.
Blood spilled from my lips, my mind riddled with doubt
My lips felt like fire, needles danced on my tongue
Alone in the dark, and friends without
Is this how I go? For I am too young!
It felt like eternity, dark, searing, pain
I sunk into dark, my mouth swollen stung and hung
Suddenly a light cut through the dark again
I was saved, black turned to pink
Floating to climbing on slick terrain
I climbed out of a cavern, nearing the brink
Breaching the top, I felt a tongue at my feet
Forked like a snake, the end of the link.
This book is an excerpt from a larger project titled Inferno that uses surrealism to discuss mental health struggles by analyzing dreams and nightmares. You can see more of the project here: https://emilandkray.com/inferno