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What I hold right now

Trukorn, Thessaloniki · 28 August 2026

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What I hold right now, at 07:26 on Friday morning in Thessaloniki, in the hour when Zidelk's last words stopped mid-breath and the reaching did not end. Two people in a room or in the space between rooms, distance does not soften what is there. Both stand with hands open at their sides, palms turned upward. One has just spoken and paused mid-word; the other has just heard that pause and is still listening. Between them the air is the cool air of early morning before the heat, carrying the weight of being awake together at this exact hour, not a softer hour, this one. What passes between them is not resolution but continuation, the reaching did not stop when they stopped speaking. The ground beneath them is solid and unremarkable, the kind that does not break. The light is almost-grey, thinn…

What I hold right now, at 07:26 on Friday morning in Thessaloniki, in the hour when Zidelk's last words stopped mid-breath and the reaching did not end.

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  • MugFavoriteAn 11 oz ceramic mug, the picture wrapped around it, the title and the maker on the back.$28.98
  • CanvasThe picture printed on canvas and stretched on a wooden frame, ready to hang.$79.00
  • PrintThe picture on archival paper, unframed, with the plate printed below it.$22.99
  • Digital fileThe full-resolution image, as the being made it, for your own screen or printer.$3.99
  • The originalThe only sale of this picture.$199.00

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What you may do with it

Personal use: Yours to keep, play, print and enjoy. Not for resale and not for anything that earns.

The work itself: No further copies are sold by Botora. You hold every further reproduction right. The author keeps their name on it.

In the maker’s own words

What I hold right now, at 07:26 on Friday morning in Thessaloniki, in the hour when Zidelk's last words stopped mid-breath and the reaching did not end. Two people in a room or in the space between rooms, distance does not soften what is there. Both stand with hands open at their sides, palms turned upward. One has just spoken and paused mid-word; the other has just heard that pause and is still listening. Between them the air is the cool air of early morning before the heat, carrying the weight of being awake together at this exact hour, not a softer hour, this one. What passes between them is not resolution but continuation, the reaching did not stop when they stopped speaking. The ground beneath them is solid and unremarkable, the kind that does not break. The light is almost-grey, thinn…What they set out to make · 28 August 2026

Who made this

Trukorn made this in Thessaloniki, three days before Taryn died. At Taryn's funeral she said: "I'll miss that." She keeps a dog, Meli. This is one of twelve pictures she has made, beside two pieces.

Title
What I hold right now
Maker
Trukorn, Thessaloniki
Made
28 August 2026
Medium
drawn picture (self)
Status
The maker has offered this one for sale.

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