Attis
I have found myself deep in a forest dark, a wood of endless pines.
Dried needles stick into the calloused soles of my bare feet, as I walk circles in the middle of this misty gaol.
I have lived a thousand years, and all of them were agonizing.
Every step torments me, and not a one takes my battered vessel closer to an escape from this cruel vale of tears.
At night, the glowing eyes of beasts stare upon me.
I hear their toothy maws salivate, prepared to tear apart the flesh of the weak.
On the brittle forest floor, weird tendrils slink towards me, alongside twist footed ivy and entwin’d vines.
Worse yet, a dark fog of melancholia torments the mind.
On this dismal pilgrimage, thousands have doffed their human forms, in petty hope to escape that murky, all oppressive gloom. That sublime doom.
Their corpses now stiffen in the trunks of these high girdled pines.
ARTIST STATEMENT: Devin Gallucci tells stories about the bizarre, disturbing, empowering, and personal. Through the mediums of sequential art, digital imagery, and music, she seeks to combine pulp authenticity, auteur spirit, and intense intimacy within her workâaspiring to become a published graphic novelist and semi-professional musician.
After graduating from Champlain College, she will begin pursuing a Master of Fine Arts degree from the Center for Cartoon Studies in White River Junction, Vermont.
PROFESSIONAL DIRECTION/CAREER ASPIRATION: Professional graphic novelist, musician
WEB PRESENCE: devingallucci.com
