Emptiness echoes with the real and the imagined.
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Tuesday, July 05, 2016
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
Tuesday, June 07, 2016
Psyche Delectus: Void Heart
The sound and the fury only block usfrom true understanding.
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from Ritual Decay
Tuesday, May 31, 2016
Psyche Delectus: Ancient Structures
Each day we swim throughthe ghosts of what was known.
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Monday, May 30, 2016
Neatorama Memorial Sale! May 30 - Jun 5th
This week Neatorama is having a FREE SHIPPING SALE! Drop by My Neatoshop and check out my designs. I'll be posting new designs as the week progresses! Check out several of my more popular designs:
Tuesday, May 24, 2016
Psyche Delectus: The Old One
The limitation of ageis the culmination of
the perceived needs of the self.
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Tuesday, May 17, 2016
Psyche Delectus: Cleansing in the Cave of Manifestation
Tuesday, May 10, 2016
Psyche Delectus: The Faceless Saint
In the sanctum, identity is shedso that understanding may enter.
Recommended Listening:
from Cantar De Procella
Wednesday, May 04, 2016
From The Archives: Seaside
"Sudd ott emm gos ett tos shuggwa 'net tannish k'tawl lin sud og shet en rugma!"
Like the passing of a long train at night, out of the great depths, it rose and rose and rose. The rain and ocean spray glittered about it like falling coins. The thing itself was dark grey and black, revealed only by the shining highlights upon its gargantuan form. It made a noise like thick wood creaking under strain. The protuberances at the bottom of its face parted and it bellowed like a claxon. Its voice shook the shoreline.
The robed figure smiled in the torrent of rain. The ritual had taken a complete toll upon him. He quivered with exertion and excitement. He was a mad wanton thing. He raised his arms and brayed into the roaring crash of the tide.
"SUDD OTT EMM SUUUUDD OOOOOTT RUUUUGMAAAAAAA-"
The Leviathan twisted in the shallows, sending walls of water in all directions. The robed figure screamed as he disappeared under one rail car sized appendage.
This is the last of the headers from 2015. I had never drawn (in any detail) a cyclopean Cthulhuian behemoth. The seaside seemed like the best place for hat level of horror. I do have a deep fear of opaque bodies of water... that and behemoth indescribable insect cephalopod Gods.
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This is the last of the headers from 2015. I had never drawn (in any detail) a cyclopean Cthulhuian behemoth. The seaside seemed like the best place for hat level of horror. I do have a deep fear of opaque bodies of water... that and behemoth indescribable insect cephalopod Gods.
For
2015, I wanted to take the headers in a different direction than the
work I had been producing. I chose to adopt a looser style. Although the 2014 pieces all had some underlying element of
dark humor or social commentary, the 2015 headers have all moved back
towards the essence of the work I want to create: horror.
{13.33x4.68, created in Adobe Photoshop}Tuesday, May 03, 2016
Psyche Delectus: Force of the Warrior
The art of singular focus amidst whirling chaos
is a challenge few master.
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Tuesday, April 05, 2016
Psyche Delectus: The Structures of Wounding
Wednesday, March 30, 2016
From the Archives: Haunted
With the header for November 2015 I opted for a bit photo manipulation instead of a drawing - I ran out of time. I was working with an older photo of myself for a different piece and it became this header. I've gotten a good bit of mileage out of this image of me with a sheet wrapped around me as a hood. It has been a creepy gif, the deadly sin of pride, a white wizard, and here a somber figure in the blood soaked bounds of the haunted forest.
Tuesday, March 29, 2016
Psyche Delectus: All of It Come Round Again
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