Today on this pleasant October dawn we welcome artist and designer Dean Kealy to the clouds.
Dean contributed something to our little event this year that gets extra bonus points during this event—an original work inspired by a nightmare. After all, that’s one of the things that got us started here, right?
Story has it this was based off of a recurring nightmare Dean had about tooth loss. Pretty freaky, huh? Don’t worry. Legend has it any teeth harmed were later repaired by dental professionals.
The place pictured above is from an interesting nightmare once had during a snowstorm/power outage. I was about eleven years old the first time this setting entered my dreams. It’s been used in a few stories of mine and more than one painting or digital piece. I’m adding it to my artist collection over at the gallery.
This has been Day 30
*Join me tomorrow for a special outro during our final nightmare, Day 31, Halloween.
Tonight, yet another soon-to-be addition to the horror art over at my gallery.
It’s based on a combination of nightmare and actual story between old friends. My best friend’s mother once told us a story that involved her and her sister seeing some hideous creature late at night. The story always terrified us as kids. Sweet dreams.
Today’s nightmare has origins you probably wouldn’t expect. The monster we’re dealing with today is that of the one in the mirror.
You see, I created today’s artwork by using a very old image of an unlikely model—me.
I’ve seen this face before, but don’t be fooled by the fact that she’s the much prettier version. The spirit bound within is not the same is mine. Her eyes are hollow, and so is her inside. The very core of her presents the absence of a soul, and a replacement of something else. Something ancient, and evil.
I’ve seen this woman in my nightmares before. I fear she is what I’d become if I stopped caring. Right now she only haunts a twisted part of my dreams. Though, what I’ve realized from meeting her is we all possess this evil twin in some form. Sometimes the person we look at in the mirror, the one that stares back is finally happy. Other times, we don’t recognize that person at all.