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This was a short, personal project that I started to collaborate with a few friends of mine that had a talent for writing. Each of them wrote a poem and I drew what I interpreted based on the poem. Afterwards, we both would compare our meanings of it.
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The aim of this project was just to show that art has many forms. It can be interpreted in different ways and have different meanings when viewed by different people, and it is all beautiful nonetheless.
The Catcher by Kenishaa Shreeyaa
Drenched in starlight
And shadows that beam
This dreadful Catcher
His eyes that gleam
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Before you take cover
Or step outside
Beware of the Catcher's
Gleaming eyes
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In the depths of darkness
Where creatures creep
The most fearful of all
Is the sound of sleep
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A whistle from the mist
The dragging of a bow
The Catcher is coming
The nightmares frow
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Beyond the fog
As pale as the trees
They hide and laugh
They cackle with glee
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The Catcher watches
The creatures mourn
Blackness builds up
Ragged and torn
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Spiderwebs dance
As arrows are freed
Feathers rain down
Drifting softly
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Blood rusts the snow
Obsidian blue
Midnight is coming
The Catcher is loose
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Hide if you must
Whispers never live
For the bow of the Catcher
Has never once missed
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Her interpretation:
"The poem portrays dreamcatchers in the view of nightmares. The words 'feathers' and the title refers to the dreamcatchers while 'spiderwebs' and 'arrows' give dreamcatchers an image. The third stanza tells that when we are asleep, the dreamcatchers are 'awake'.
So the nightmares view the dreamcatchers as the evil dark ones and as a hunter, being a stark contrast to how we view the dreamcatchers and nightmares."
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My interpretation:
I interpreted it more literally. I thought the title was a deliberate play of words, referencing to a dreamcatcher but instead it is the evil version of it. The first thing that came to mind was a creature made of nightmares or darkness, or the association of darkness, night, sleep (I tried to show this by having the girl's eyes are covered) and nightmare.
The colour scheme for this was inspired by 'depths of darkness', 'blood rusts the snow', 'obsidian blue'.
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Konayuki by Shahmir Varqha
Powdered snow
Numbs my pink flesh
Mutes the warm colours
Disguised under a mist of emotions
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Trapped beneath glacial fears
Peering through ice crystals
Binding chains around my throat
Suffocating in this fog of cold
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But the warm blood radiant with heat
Melting frost on autumn leaves
As the forest burns from vulnerability
The anxious air, can you see?
I tore down my walls to let you in
And I opened yours, to walk within
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Your thoughts trickle down as I submerge under a waterfall
White noise, thumping pounds
Our emotions, a snowfall
We see each other through broken lenses
Beneath ice panes, beneath the appearance
Perched atop a frozen soul tower
Now melted dew on a blossoming flower
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His interpretation:
"The poem is based on a conversation(s). The sort of conversation that echoes as you let the downpour of shower flow through the ridges of your cheeks. Paddling together for a search under the night sky. That person can be anyone, even a stranger, and it could last for a fleeting moment."
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My interpretation:
I had the general winter to spring transition and interpreted it as someone emotionally opening up to another person. With that, I wanted to portray the idea of someone 'melting' away another person's ice wall that was holding in all the pent up emotions. The boy in the picture is the source of warmth (hence, warm colours) while the girl represents winter (cold colours).
When spring comes, the snow and ice melt away and warmth settles in. I wanted to show this as new grass growing when the snow melts away, and it starts at the patch of grass where their hands touch. Her waterfall hair refers to the last stanza, as she let her emotions out.
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