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Friday May 18th 2012, 9:58 pmGruesomely intriguing, wounded and fetid. Deep gashes that would surely kill any mortal human, but yet this shadowy figure, somewhat teetering stands, thonged grimy feet firmly planted in the sand and dust. Although not of the best will to do so. Protrusions of matted and dangling flesh discolored by soiled blood turned bluish in its decay, a few visible bones sticky with gooey innards. This loathsome creature speaks with a gravely voice saddened by its obvious lingering pain. Claiming to be a god, but one left to this paltry existence I see before me. The hot dry desert wind carries the stench of death and annoyingly attracts ravenous flies. Nearly naked except for the ragged denim cut off shorts that snug its gnarled waistline, and the stained cowboy hat decorated with snakeskin, this rotted deity begs for mercy, for a release, that it states only decapitation will allow. While its black eyes are of anger and hatred, with a hint of yearning for some unknown world to return to. It staggers forward, extraordinarily tall, its looming presence emitting a foreboding as it tells warnings of dooms to come.
Drawing A Grotesque
May 18th 2012
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You drawin’ zombies again? What have we told you about drawin’ zombies? Pretty soon everyone will know what your imagination looks like when you’re waiting in traffic or dealing with less than pleasant people. 😀 This is fantastic.
Comment by Ash Helling 05.19.12 @ 7:09 pm