A Legend Turns 73.

romero

Without him, we wouldn’t have zombies today. We wouldn’t have zombies. WHAT KIND OF WORLD WOULD THAT BE?!

Thank you, Mr Romero, for scaring the bejesus out of generations of horror nerds like me. Happy birthday, sir.

There’s a reason I make words instead of pictures, kids.

Murder Nails

I tore his flesh, gouging out the tenderest meat with my nails, fingers aching with the effort. It was a harder go than I expected; humans, it turns out, aren’t made for ripping each other apart. Not with bare hands. But needs must, and I was so hungry…

bloody fingernails

Or, y’know…I’m just exceptionally bad at applying nail polish with my left hand. Whatever.

Colour is Sally Hansen’s Flirt, gory text is a possible story opening. Yes? No? We shall see.

(And yes, I cleaned it up after. And, also? You know when you write the same word too many times, and it stops making sense as a word and starts to look like gibberish? I’ve looked at this picture for too long, and my hand is starting to look all fucked up. I hope that’s just me. I have normal hands, promise.)

Dark Craft: Walking Dead Embroidery

The talented Rebecca Simpson over at Rebecca Simpson Design has blown my mind.

Simpson decided to embroider some of the comic art for The Walking Dead as a gift for her fiance, and the results are incredible. Check it out:

(images copyright Rebecca Simpson Design)

Simpson says she “[u]sed different amounts of black strands to achieve shading.” The precision is what makes this piece so fantastic. Well done!