#SPIRAL KNIGHTS DREAMS AND NIGHTMARES SERIES#
In this article, the second in a series about H.P. Lovecraft appeared threadbare, in the cast-off suits of his father, a straight-laced style from an earlier era. Giger took to wearing iconic black, but so did Yul Brynner and Johnny Cash.įor a world that judges a book by its cover, what was it about these two non-descript men that intoxicated millions? What rendered Giger’s photographic paintings from Hell, and Lovecraft’s somnambulistic phantasms so beguiling? What “truth” in us connected so readily with the “truth” in them? Especially when recent cultural messages state that “truth” lies elsewhere. In portrait, both men looked quite ordinary. Whether on a busy sidewalk in a European capital like Zurich, Switzerland, or a congested walkway in the Red Hook district of Brooklyn, New York – there was nothing about either man that would make them stand out in a crowd.Īt a karaoke night in a local pub, or a poetry reading at a beatnik club, neither man was of imposing stature or possessed of a James Earl Jones-esque voice. And as to fashion, neither man was a trend-setter in his time.
Howard Phillips Lovecraft and Hans Rudolf “Ruedi” Giger. “If there not be some virtue in plain TRUTH then our fair dreams, delusions, & follies are as much esteemed are our sober waking hours & comforts they bring, If TRUTH amounts to nothing, then we must regard the phantasmata of our slumbers just as seriously as the events in our daily lives…” (2) Where on earth did they think I could have photographed my subjects? In Hell, perhaps?” (1) “The Dutch customs once thought my pictures were photos.
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