Kurai The Demon Kid
What is this strange little thing?
It is Kurai The Demon Kid: a hellish action tale ground from paper, pen, and graphite by its creator: Kari. Effort and pain poured into pages once, twice, and sometimes three times over in a search for coherence.
It is easy to cast these pages aside and disregard them as something less than ‘pretty’. Most of us seek some ideal form, a perfect truth, the next step, respect. In this effort we search for the easiest path and only value that which gets us there quicker. No wonder these pages seem so strange.
We appreciate the struggle in action films and romances filled with unrequited love, but these are poor imitations of the real thing.
What you hold here is real. The story: an allegory of ones struggle in a search for love. The art: a record of work done. The dragging of semantic boulders gouging marks across a cellulose floor.
Those who take the time to look will find a few points of dirty beauty, the places where paradise resides in hell. Layers of lost drawings fight their way to the surface showing the struggles for composition. Figures both cryptic and clear look out with anxiety and ferocity. In the margin explanations desperately guide lost readers. Every so often one finds a mark that just seems to hold your attention. You may never know what it represents or what it means, but you will feel happy someone took the time to put it there.
- Kurai The Demon Kid
- page 1
- page 2
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- page 4
- page 5
- page 6
- page 7
- page 8
- page 9
- page 10
- page 11
- page 12
- page 13
- back cover














