Tag Archives: illustration
In Which I Use the Word Chonmage
The 140 kilo seventeen year old shuffled into a jacket the size some would spread across a bed and snapped it up.
Not Dead Yet
http://www.dandossantos.com/gallery/illustrations/full_poison_sleep.jpg
She recalled parts of her death. None of those recollections helped her understand why she died. None of them coincided with the story the ER told. And none of them made sense given that she was, in fact, alive.
Dawn Smith knew her name and knew she went by Cresta more often than she went by [...]
First, You Remove the Brain
http://www.tford.info/reflective/
When I see illustration like this the first thing that comes to mind is that the artist had to slow down. Had to describe to himself what he was seeing. Had to listen to what he said. And then, and only then, used the description and not the vision to compose the [...]
This Won’t End Well