alice in wondeland, keeps going!

of Stoner Rock

a poster i just did for Veracrash winter tour

malleus malleficarum

i've been in quite a romantic mood lately, which in my case translates to sitting alone in complaint. it's one Thought, it occupies my insides and invites me to expose the pain. So I paint, i draw, I sink spokes deep down into soft textures, but i never cry, witches don't cry. women love to burst into tears for a Nothing, but witches don't cry, and that's a sign to recognize them, if you are in the mood for fire.

I am so cold.