“I’m a genie in a bottle baby!
GOTTA RUB ME THE RIGHT WAY HONEH!”
Djinn Speed paint.
Subject, Karl Ruprecht Kroenen. Born in Munich, 1897. Suffered from a masochistic compulsion commonly known as “surgical addiction”. Both eyelids surgically removed, along with his upper and lower lip, making speech impossible. The blood in his veins dried up decades ago. Only dust remains.
Four broken vertebrae. A steel rod inserted into his pelvis kept him upright… what horrible will could keep such a creature as this alive?Speed paint.
“Sick Bubblegum” Painting time lapse.
So…I have these dreams sometimes… of boarding a plane. We get strapped in like those stand up roller coasters. The plane tips vertically, the floor of the plane retracts and our legs begin to dangle. The engine starts, I know what’s coming so I grasp the handle bars and hold my breath. The noise from the engines grows deafening. BAM! We take off so fast I can’t breathe. Like a bolt of lightening. Needless to say, the view was amazing. Fucking rush.
Here in this darkess that I lay,
Depression heavy in it’s weigh,
And how my body aches to leave,
To sing it’s final eulogy.
My sons I love you evermore,
And though the road beckons once more,
I see the damage that I’ve done,
And search for redemption.
But I am just a broken man,
Whose soul cries out to understand,
How the madness shatters me,
Upon the stage on bended knee,
I scream aloud at skies above,
That answer mute bereft in love,
I struggle not to fall from grace,
I sing the hymns of my disgrace.
Just sketching out some bad juju.
Lyrics from ‘Darkness Within’ by Machine Head <3