Monday, June 27, 2011

The story of Beverly. 1971.

Here’s the story of Beverly, the 83 year old woman who found out, through some sort of miracle of “god”, that she was pregnant. Her husband had recently passed, so this was a shocking thing to learn, but she was utterly excited, because his legacy would live on through their new child. Willard had always wanted children, especially a son of his own, but when he suddenly became ill with what doctors thought was a new strain of brain cancer, the reality hit him hard that he would never have children with his loving wife.

Willard passed on at 2:30 am on a cold Wednesday morning, 1971. Not even a week later, Beverly found out she was mysteriously pregnant. Doctors were shocked to learn this, because women of Beverly’s age rarely gave birth. But she was different. What she was carrying in her guts was… different…

It caused her to become deathly ill, almost emaciated. Her skin felt like wet velvet, and she leaked from every orifice. Doctors were unsure of what was growing inside of her, but it was slowly killing Beverly, from the inside out.

Beverly passed away at 5:32 pm on a Friday afternoon in her home, by herself, with her massive stomach that had grown so large, that she had confined herself to her home, for fear of being stared at, or labeled the town freakshow.

May Beverly, her stomach, & Willard RIP.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Lacy, the girl with 6 boobs.

Ever just see really gross and gigantic, inhuman sized boobs on a girl? like, just 2 of them? No? Well, now you can see 6! Lacy is hiding her face behind a black mask because she's real ashamed of her deformity. Every fancy, suave Los Angeles plastic surgeon gave her the cold shoulder. They didn't even want to attempt to perform a reconstructive surgery on her chest. It was too risky. Death was almost a sure thing. So now, Lacy is a topless dancer at some outback, desert strip club outside of Vegas. She has her clientele, but they're mostly fucking weirdo fetish types. On the brighter side, she makes money from her somewhat disturbing set of breasts.

Hope you enjoy Lacy's company

Thursday, June 23, 2011

OFWGKTA piece.

My art piece, done personally for Hodgy Beats of Odd Future / Mellowhype. We connected through the power of Twitter and the internet, and he loved my art. After chatting back and forth, I decided to just roll with something fresh and new. so I drew him something for his house. -------

Tuesday, June 21, 2011


Here's part of a new one color shirt for local thrash / noise band, Nuclear Blast Sun Tan. WVLFKVLT.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

The Burning. 1981. CROPSY

The Burning. 1981 - "It tells the story of a cruel, alcoholic caretaker at a summer camp (nicknamed Cropsy, after the huge garden shears he carries) who falls victim to a prank that went out of control and leaves him horribly burned and disfigured. Following his release from hospital, he returns to his old stomping ground and begins a murder spree."

This is one of my favorite 80's slashers, (among like, a thousand others) It's packed full of eye gore candy, melted flesh, nipples, severed fingers, and some of Savini's best work in make up and disfigurement. It sort of has a Friday The 13th feel to it, so if you haven't seen this, get the fuck out of your wet cave basement and rent this, or download it.

This painting is dedicated to the melted face of Cropsy, and Tom Savini for making him beautiful. Thank you for raping my eyes.

Saturday, June 11, 2011


We widows. A quick little doodle of a monsterous insect head face kinda guy.

Nuclear Winter

I've been working like MAD on shirt designs, a lot of them I can't show yet, but here's one you can see. for the guys at Nuclear Winter entertainment. word.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011


Infinite soul color spectrum, channeling the inner monster beast we all have inside.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011