eww, skull cave.I think that was my muse with the torch.. except i wouldn’t have died with drugs in my system.. but yeah, painting pictures with brain dyes. That’s my muse.

Oh woa. I’m not sure what’s going on, but I love the imagery. I see this as an exploration of the relationship between creativity and identity.

Whoops, this is starting to sound a bit too Lit Major-like. Here, have some pencils already!

So beautifully eerie. I envisaged a resonance imagery enhancement as I was reading. The dyes moving sensuously around the cranium as the light source takes the films.