The Perfumer will never make sweet the
odour of humanity, but at the end of this
night’s labour his nostrils - inflamed by the
effluence in which he digs - will no longer
be offended by it. And with the sun’s acid
return he will ascend from the stagnant
depths, drenched in verdict and with a
greater need to breathe, to revel in the
troubled scent of fresh conflict.
          Excerpt - 'The Perfumer"
                          chase valentin
chase valentiN         art, literature and music
valentin@impudens.com
    NOTICE BOARD

    Artwork featured on this site is
    selected from the
    Embryogenesis Collection.
    The full collection and details
    about the work can be viewed
    in the Thumbnails gallery.

       The written excerpts are taken
from a collection entitled
Departures.
It'll be available in print soon(...ish)

        Similarly, breath-holding is not
recommended for
Striking Coins, the
soundtrack of music, songs and
recitals inspired by
Departures and
paintings from the
Embryogenesis
Collection
. "This is taking me longer
than I first thought
" (famous last
words?)...
but it's getting there.
Getting to grips with a rewrite using a
more advanced workstation
and
better production software -
a whole
new ball game, but the final product
will benefit.

        In the meantime, all feedback is
appreciated, as too of course are any
leads for collaborations or
commissions.
                                              CV