Harvey Escher in a somewhat humble but pristinely tidy room. A collection of dioramas are displayed around the room, each speaking of its own tragic tale. But it is not the dioramas that capture Escher’s interest. A screen stands before … Read More

A white room. White walls, white floor. Pristine, for now. A petrified looking man is tied to a chair in the centre of the room, but is greeted almost warmly by Harvey Escher. “How nice of you to wait around, … Read More

A diorama sits upon a table where we find Harvey Escher inspecting his creation. “Let’s make a scene” The diorama shows a small boat, floating upon a seemingly endless expanse of water. “A boat sits upon an eternal river, endless, … Read More

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” [Harvey Escher sits, a snowglobe resting carefully in his hands. He gazes in beyond the glass.] “A Winter Wonderland I call it. The perfect little world within its own glass walls. Look within and you will see … Read More

I dislike shooting people. I find the blade a much more personal touch. A knife is simple; it is sharp. You stick the pointy end into soft flesh and you watch as it tears asunder. There is beauty in that … Read More

The careful, meticulous paintbrush of Harvey Escher dabs a touch of black paint onto his latest creation. A black rabbit stands on its hind legs, reaching out towards a crown that dangles in the air just out of its reach. … Read More

“Don’t poke the bear, they told me. Stay out of its way and you’ll survive just fine down here.” “Keep your head down and stay out of trouble.” “Hahahahaha!” “If I wanted to stay out of trouble, they never would … Read More

Amidst the chaos of Deathrow, the sound of classical music casts a contrasting backdrop. Harvey Escher sits, meticulously forming the diorama of a monstrous creature that sits within a battered room. All around the creature, furniture and various objects lay smashed … Read More

One of my masterpieces called me a broken man just before she died. She’d been trying to get through to me, hoped till her dying breath that I could be fixed. I smiled as I slit her throat and told … Read More