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Eric Walker
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
Canada
I'm a writer who combines literature with graphic design. You will see the majority of my deviations with cover art. To manipulate and also create, I use Photoshop CS5. I know my method of showcasing my artwork is a touchy one. A lot of people on DA just save something from google and attache it to their work without any permission or consideration of the owner. A lot of viewers assume that I do the same, but I don't, and I hate being put in the same category with those types of deviants. I am merely using everything in my arsenal to upload worthy material for users to read and admire.

I have been graphic designing since 2006, and I have been writing since December 2007. I self-published my own 40 page poetry book in the summer or 2009. It is titled "Living My Life, Behind Hollowed Eyes", and it was surprisingly successful. All copies got taken within two hours. I didn't sell them, I just announced that I had a book printed out, and whoever wants one can have it for free. In my eyes if the books didn't get taken, then it would have been a failure.

Present day- I am working on multiple book projects to do with poetry. My second project got started in 2010, which is titled "Broken Wings Unbound: I'm Falling Down / I'm Soaring Now" has undergone numerous changes to match my ever-evolving style of writing.
My third project which got started in late 2011 is titled- "The Other Side Of The Sky" and it's more concentrated on positive aspects of life, whereas my other projects are mainly dark.
My fourth project that got started in early 2012 is titled "The Prodigy's Suicide" it's a more raw type of poetry. Dealing with a touchy subject and the elements within it. I started the fourth one when I first started going into therapy, so therapy is what this project was birthed from.
My fifth project, which is mainly new, is because of ceasing therapy, it got started in October of 2012. It is titled "Skin of Stone" it is what I like to call my improv style of writing. Writing a piece within one writing session, beginning to end, in one shot.

With the closures of some of my books just looming around the corner, I have started two new book. 2013~

"Trials Of The Mind" deals with heartbreak and soulache. It also deals with thoughts of pure love and passion. This book is dedicated to a special someone who shall remain nameless.

"Divide The Divine" will be more out-of-my-style kind of writing. Lets just say this book will be something even I'm unfamiliar with and unsure about. More information to come on this matter.


:iconsurvivingnights: - "Broken Wings Unbound: I'm Falling Down / I'm Soaring Now"
- "Living My Life / Behind Hollowed Eyes" (The Darkness Never Dies remix edition)

:iconrecoloringlife: - "The Other Side Of The Sky"
Miniseries - "Old Friend"

:iconimmortalizedlies: - "The Prodigy's Suicide"
Miniseries - "Into The Realm Of Screams"
New book - "Trials Of The Mind"
New Book - "Divide The Divine"

:icondreamsdeprived: - "Skin Of Stone"
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I had a dream, and in that dream I had a memory that was from another dream. The memory was of a dream I had forgotten about.

I had remembered the dream of going far away for treatment. It was on this huge beach in the middle of nowhere. When I mean treatment, it's in the terms of mental rehabilitation.

There was this small blue house. There were two old women that supposedly lived there. They were supposed to take care of me, but I never saw them. I remember them greeting me, but they just vanished afterwords. I was alone in that little blue house on the beach for days, weeks, and months. I remember just staying in the living room with the lights off. There was an old fashioned T.V in the corner, but it didn't work. I remember just sitting on the rocking chair and rocking back and forth endlessly. I stared off into nothingness. This was supposed to help me, but all it did was make me feel beyond alone. I didn't go walk on the beach. I didn't go swimming in the ocean. I just sat there in that little blue house for what seemed like forever. There is no sense of real time in certain types of dreams, and especially in dream memories. They can be perceived as false memories if it really comes down to it.

Recently, I had remembered all of this in a new dream.

I was with my partner and he said "where can we go?" He asked me this about three times before the dream shifted. We were walking on a beach, and we came upon the little blue house. He asked me the third time "where can we go?" and I pointed to the little blue house and said "I think I used to live there..." we ventured to the little blue house and peered inside the windows.

The dream memory came flooding back. I remembered all of those endless days alone. I started to panic. We stepped inside and I explained "I came here for treatment." I was standing in the middle of the living room, and everything started spinning rabidly. I broke down and cried because I was thinking of all time spent alone in this little house. Where were those two old women? Why didn't they take care of me? Why had I forgotten such loneliness only to have it all come flooding back?

The little blue house on the beach in the middle of nowhere...it was my retreat away from society, but it was also a prison filled with nothing.

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Wandered in here to thank you for the watch. Means a hell of a lot to me!
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You're most welcome. <3
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happy brithday
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Thank you!
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