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Picture Gallery
JACK-ZOMBIE LOVE STORY
A new book cover done July 2012. Will add the link to the book as soon as Matt sends me one! Sounds like an awesome, fun story!

KINDRED KIND
Cover art for the book Mutation Nation available at Amazon and all other book sellers!

NOTHING LEFT INSIDE

There is nothing left. She's all used up, broken and torn.

 

 Latest commissioned piece. "Lily" December, 2010. Also did ornaments with the same image for the buyer. They were more then pleased.

ACID WINTER RED

Tearing, ripping, seething, breathing, screaming. Silence, dread, foreboding.  Remembering nothing, seeing everything. Slave to the madness.

 

ADDICTIONS

I spill a bottomless glass of luminous thoughts as a fervid stars spread in the boundless psychic wisdom soaring through cosmic clouds woven thick with prophecies.

 

CHRIST CHILD

He no longer wants to be a demon so he straps wings to his back and humbles himself before an unforgiving god. No matter what he does, he'll always be a demon.

 

TRANSFORMATION  A dark place, no hope, despair, loneliness. Nothing. Wailing. Desperation. Take your hands away, see the light, see the way out, see the future. . . Only you can make that transformation in your life. 


MEDEA - The Unfortunate Wife

The new wife of Jason whom Medea sent poisonous wedding garments too. These are her last moments before her death. 


MEDEA - The Maiden

I call upon she who unveils the mystery, Hecate, who reigns as darkness falls upon the unlit sky.  Medea, sky clad, drawing down the moon to cast her dark spell.

 
SHE WHO MUST BE NAMED

Poor little unwanted child left without a name.

ACID WINTER BLUE

Tearing, ripping, seething, breathing, screaming. Silence, dread, foreboding.  Remembering nothing, seeing everything. Slave to the madness.

 

ALWAYS ONE WING . . .
 Always one wing dipped in blood. Mercenary, slave to the desires of a blood thirsty god.  


CLIMBING OUT

Tired of waiting for you this demon is coming to get you ready or not.

 

 DEMON LOVER

A savage place! Unholy & enchanted. As e'er beneath a waning moon was
haunted by a woman wailing for her demon lover!


TWINS
 I dreamed of you again last night, we were curled around each other like twins in the womb. It must be obsession that causes me to dream so often of you.


MEDEA - The Poisonous Mother

Tormented by the act of killing her own children she revels in the knowledge it hurts her husband so terribly. 

 

MEDEA - The Crone

I am the aged Old Crone of Darkness who's face of death portends black pain,
horror and blessed darkness. It is I who awaits you at the end of your spiral dance.

 

MEDEA - Jason's Lament

The moment Jason hears of Medea' murderous act of killing their two sons.

 

MEDEA - Scorned

Medea eternally imprisoned in her room clawing at her hair - the dreams, nightmares, the betrayal, lies, the death of so many. Chilling laughter.