Tauromancer

Images painfully seared into your brain!

Well, well. March has come in and we, here in the Land of the Globster, find ourselves inundated with many, many, many, many things to do. We are working hard on Flex 2, though. I thought I would take this opportunity to indulge you with a few choice words......
A couple of nights ago, I began my first annual one man "Naschy-Fest At Night" to celebrate the life and passing of that crazy Spaniard, Paul Naschy. He looked like John Belushi and acted like a plank of wood, but ohhhh that Naschy! He was quite the devil! He made some very enjoyable 'horror'/exploitation films from the 60's to the 00's (oughts).
Last night, I finished "El Carnaval De Las Bestias", a.k.a. 'Human Beasts'. It was a touching little film about cannibalism. Actually, it would be more appropriate if the title was translated literally into The Carnival of the Beasts. It would fall in line with the theme of masks...and the people who hide behind them...and how easy it is for people to let themselves be suckered after a couple of kisses.
There was this really ripe scene, and I'm totally giving it away, where this veterinarian gets eaten by these really, REALLY fake looking pig heads. VERY BOSS.
Next up? Blue Eyes of a Broken Doll!
Until then....keep busy!
I know you will, you few, you...

Albaric the Transmutationable Mute

I cut my flesh on the Maggot Farm

Oh yeah. This reflected my state of mind at the time. I would put its inception past the turn of the century. It was a dark time for many of us in those days. Specifics need not be addressed. Individual phrases within the page summon the moods and themes of it all: I Eat My Flesh, Sac of Organs, The Flayed One, The Black Spectre, Maggot Mouth...and, of course, the two phrases that make up the title of this post. Bleak, bleak, bleak! This is THE most dismal page out of the whole sketchbook.

One interesting note....the Black Spectre in the lower right hand corner of the page is a figure that kept showing up in various people's lives in the 1990's.
Several of my relatives have seen some in their house in Ohio. A former tenant of this same house moved to Oklahoma to escape it. One day she walked into her kitchen and saw it standing there. I once dated a girl who saw one with three friends on Pine Mountain one stormy night. She said it was blacker than black. Darker than the night. A deep pitch where absolutely no light was able to penetrate. I, myself, saw one with my best friend outside his neighbor's apartment back in the day. It saw us and quickly jumped behind a beam. We looked for it, but it had vanished.
What was it? Some people have said it was a ghost. Others, imagination. The research that I have done points to these things being called "Shadow People". They seem to exist in a little known group all unto itself. What they are, might be, and if they really exist is open to speculation (except for skeptics).
The most interesting thing about them to me, besides how weird the whole thing is, is that they have been seen by several people at the same time....multiple witnesses...

- Chew