After the Scream Queens gallery show I got a bunch of new ideas that I hadn’t considered, and quickly sketched them out. One of the easier ideas involved a horrific transformation of hands. Model Glass Olive executed the drawing with the kind of emotional verve many other models almost refuse to put in their images. Surely all the joggers and bikers along the bridge in Portland thought she was having a seizure as she rocked back and forth, staring at her hands in horror.
The paws are from the dog stinking up the area under my desk right now, Worf the Queensland Heeler.