As the final days of summer come to a close, darkness begins to envelop the days. Caressing at the subconscious, clawing at the deeper truths that once in the light of summer were able to be glossed over in a shimmer of sun light.
As the pendulum of seasons swings back into the dark, that which has been pushed to the back of the mind can no longer be ignored. The ignored have felt the change of energy, they strenthen under the growing night, they come roaring back. Tameryn.
Tameryn started simply as a dream. A dream that had sequential dreams that built into a timeline of events of it’s own. It resembled an entirely different life. A whole life, complete in every way which could only be visited during the night. To awake in the morning, back to reality, left a sense of inexplicit emptiness.
Then came the moment when a whole life crossed into reality. Presented a new standard, a new desire, a new craving. It was beautiful, magical. Then, within a breath, it became a memory. A memory to be pressed to the dark recesses in an attempt to forget, to move on.
The Tameryn Lenormand waits within the dark recesses to confront the consciousness with honesty and clarity to the deeper truths.
Limited edition of 25, September 2016.
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