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Some sort of delightful pre-Columbian deity or something (who knows he could be a fifth dimensional imp) seems to have joined the growing battalion of felted beasties gathering in my apartment.

Sometimes just pushing paint around cuz you dont know what to do about anything can turn into a pretty wild adventure, you just have to keep your eyes open and be willing to see through the mess. Acrylic on paper

I was woken up by an unfamiliar chittering sound coming from the down the hall. I initially thought that cats had gotten a hold of something but when i opened my bedroom door i noticed a strange glow was emanating from the kitchen. I crept closer trying not to startle whatever was sneaking around my apartment. Quitely as i could manage i leaned around the corner only to see this!!!! Apparently the felted beasties have figured out telecommunication and installed a payphone in my kitchen! WHO THE HELL ARE THEY CALLING!?!? WHO DO THEY EVEN KNOW OUTSIDE OF THIS APARTMENT?!?

An early l concept for an illustration im working on.

Omg guys! I just met the brother of the possessed steak from POLTERGEIST!!!!! IM FREAKING OUT! He was so nice and only tried to flay me with his ‘mouth’(?) tentacles once! Anyway…i wouldn’t recommend the boarded up Bickford’s on rt. 2 if you’re looking for good food but you never know who you might meat! (Cool fact those eyes all blink at different speeds when u touch the painting.) (‘s brother)