The Art of Mike Dubisch

From 2007. A personal piece. The creatures perched on the rock behind her have no teeth. They ensnare passing flyers in their jowl-tenticles, then gum them till they bleed- a long process- then suck the blood- an even longer process. She has brought her fathers skull to the peak in the traditional death ritual.

More Lovecraftian madness, an image that shook me out of a long creative slump and sparked a short creative bender.