Seriously, I'm a monster. I like to make grotesque dolls. Art is central to my life, and I also consider my life to be central to art. I spend a lot of time threatening my best friend with knives, and working on many a painted scene of wordless emotion, encapsulating my throbbing biomechanical splendid member of righteousness. I use it to cast firey judgement upon the wicked, and say the things that would otherwise be lost in the quagmire of swirling feces that we call the world.
For the beholder, true belief and faith are only arbitrary constructs that humans make to quit the struggle to comprehend what it truly means to exist. The reason b