Sunday, September 14, 2008

Under the Cherry Moon

Okay, so I'm getting my Master's, and making art that'll get me noticed someday. Be warned. Or something.

I've embarked on a series of musicopolitical portraits intended to make magazines go, "We need this guy ultra!"

This first one's of the Purple One himself... at his dove-cryingest. There isn't at all a sexual subtext to the throbbing trees or popping cherries. N
one at all.

Get over it, sicko!

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