Cloak of Transformation

A dancing shamanic red witch evokes the power within her cloak of transformation, equivocating the base nature of things to reveal a greater understanding.  All aspects become suspect in the whirling: arriving or leaving, male or female, matter or energy, human or spirit or animal.

Featured Creature: One-armed Male Zombie

Here's another decaying undead shambling from the darkness. This one used to be male before the change and has more of an appetite now, or perhaps he is just waving to say hi or reaching out for a hug.  I'm not sticking around to find out.

From the Archives: Faces

Here is an unfinished digital piece.  This was my attempt to express a difficult situation several years ago where I attempted to reconnect with an old friend who wasn't as friendly as I remembered.  I never finished this piece and I did not reconnect with the friend.

{Digital Images manipulated in Adobe Photoshop}

Featured Creature: Female Zombie

Ah, Lay's potato chips and zombies:  You can't have just one.  Hot on the heels (so to speak) of the crawler from last week we have a female zombie shambling from the darkness and into light.  The outbreak is underway!

Red Shaman

Skin, peeled away like melting wax,

reveals red raw truth.
We are of the bleeding and the bone.
We are of drumming
in the holy land of drumming.
When all thought is peeled away,
still this red drum beats.