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Cactus Jack
Growing up freaky. "In 1967 my mother introduced me to a soap-opera called Dark Shadows..." |
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The Comtesse DeSpair
She looked up to see the last traces of the dying sun flickering off the snowy crags... |
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Lyon Craft
Gorey-esque illustrations of surreal trees... |
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Nia Mitchell
My teeth are sharp as thorns ready to dig themselves into my pasty white skin... |
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The Museum of Modern Crime
"The unspoken imagination of the apocalypse nourishes the spirit of our time. " - KaRaSu |
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Shane Ridenour
Oil and canvas portraits and religious iconography... |
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William C. Burns, Jr.
It was late summer, a time of colossal thunderstorms and splendid burgundy crimson sunsets... |
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Words From Underground
Poetry, thoughts, observations and revelations... |
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