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| Cryptid Lineup |
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| Jar of Eyeballs |
For the longest time, I have avoided creating any dark work. Mostly because I wasn't known to create such work and when I dabbled briefly in it during my college years, I had received a lot of concerned commentary of 'are you okay' from friends and instructors. So, to stop such questioning, I never touched it again. Yes I would do the occasional human or animal skull but I never saw it as anything horror related, rather a representation of life, death and rebirth. Fast forward to 2023-2024, I put the question out there to my current group of friends and customers if I should dip my toes back in and see what I could come up with. Instead of no or a cautious yes, I was blown away with this collective of absolute supportive loons encouraging me to go forth and test the waters. Tentatively I started off with some basic cryptids and a jar of eyeballs. I know, how tame and predictable. But as someone who had never gone farther then a pencil sketch that was quickly crushed and tossed in the recycle bin in this genre, it was a large step. It was the equivalent of opening the door and cautiously poking my head in.
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| Dark Yule Collection |
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| Church Grim |
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| Cu-sith |
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| Victorian Tassels |
Though not really horror related, I did eventually revisit the start of this entire journey with another cryptid piece. It was meant more as a cute amusing concept but spiraled into a commentary piece, showing an exchange of story telling from older folklore to newer generations. I wanted something whimsical but at the same time showing that the only reason why some old dark cautionary tales are still alive is through verbal story telling and many stories are dieing out thanks to things not being written down or discussed. Like I said, not horror related in the visual sense but more of a suggestion of horror in reference to the possibility these beings fading from the collective mind. The piece, called 'Campfire Stories' shows a young woman in traveling clothes sitting by a camfire with Baba Yaga and Mothman listening to a story from Wendigo. Sitting nearby is a Black Eyed Child looking out at the viewer instead of listening to the Wendigo talk.
Now I know what you're probably asking: Will I continue dabbling in the horror/dark fantasy genre? I would say tentatively yes. My confidence isn't quite there but it is slowly growing. I know I would never do works akin to artists like Gerald Brom or H.R. Giger nor would I want to even attempt to. However, I am enjoying this little bit of exploration and have been discovering that I am learning skills and techniques that I can use with my current bodyof work. What will I come up with in the future in this area? Not a clue but I'm sure it's going to be an exciting learning experience at any rate. What I have been discovering during this entire journey is that it's been surprisingly theraputic. With how the world has beein the last few years and just life in general, doing these darker pieces has been a bit of an outlet for the pent up feelings that have been building up. Normally I would try to do peaceful or joyful pieces, mostly as a reminder to those look at my work that there is still good in the world but I never really had an outlet for myself. Now, thanks to this little journey into unknown lands, I have a small outlet for random thoughts and ideas that have been boxed up and put away in my mind. So I look forward to sharing more the next time I poke at this in the near future.
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| 'Campfire Stories' |

























