Hush, I don’t want to think. It’s endemic. Blind faith.
Wow, I’m tearing it up tonight and ripping the results. I decided to steer clear of any ink and shape […]
Nasty boy, nasty beat, bongo boy. He fingers skins and flicks her hide, bongo boy. He mean, but he not so […]
Me, in Hans Bellmer’s style. Oh the horror, the horror. The lines are not perfection, but then he didn’t use a […]