In the End

We all bear the scars, we all feign a laugh
We all cry in the dark, get cut off before we start
And as your first act begins you realise they're all waiting

For a fall, for a flaw, for the end

And there's a past stained with tears, could you talk to quiet my fears
Could you pull me aside, just to acknowledge that i've tried
As your last breath begins, contently take it in
Cause we all get it in The End
And as your last breath begins, you find your demon's your best friend
And we all get it in The End

Scott Matthew

In The End, 95 x 70 cm, ink pigment on archival paper, edition of 100



"I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be."
"You’ll figure that out. The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you."

(Lost In Translation, Sophia Coppola)

Sugoi Tayou (Amazing Sun), 100 x 130 cm, ink pigment on archival paper, edition of 100

Che fece…il gran rifiuto

For some people the day comes

when they have to declare the great Yes

or the great No. It’s clear at once who has the Yes

ready within him; and saying it,

he goes forward in honor and self-assurance.

He who refuses does not repent. Asked again,

he would still say no. Yet that no—the right no—

undermines him all his life.

C.P. Cavafy (1901)


Che fece…il gran rifiuto, 95 x 70 cm, ink pigment on archival paper, edition of 100



"Everything has been planned. The ascent will be completed in two days’ time. He will climb another one hundred floors today. Another hundred the next day. He does not want to take the lift. The rush of life causes people to drown in the temporary. He wishes to dip into eternity before he leaves." ― Isa Kamari, The Tower

Ascent, 75 x 75 cm, ink pigment on archival paper, edition of 100



Saudade - a deep emotional state of nostalgic or profound melancholic longing for an absent something or someone that one loves. It often carries a repressed knowledge that the object of longing might never return.

Saudade, 110 x 110 cm, ink pigment on archival paper, edition of 100



“The underlying, primary psychic reality is so inconceivably complex that it can be grasped only at the farthest reach of intuition, and then but very dimly. That is why it needs symbols.”  ― C.G. Jung

Road Dreaming,  80 x 60 cm, ink pigment on archival paper, edition of 100



"Listen to the story of Kemal a young prince of the East, descendant of Sinbad the Sailor who thought he could change the world. But bitter is the will of Allah and dark the souls of men....." - Manos Hadjidakis, Kemal

Goodnight Kemal,  95 x 95 cm, ink pigment on archival paper, edition of 100

Made of textures from the empty royal pool at Tatoi Palace in Athens, Greece. 

Monarchy was abolished in 1973 and the Palace was looted and abandoned since then, 

standing year after year as a lonely reminder of a strange and violent time.


The King's Pool, 75 x 75 cm, ink pigment on archival paper, edition of 100

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