hmm. you're missing out.
ok, so Tibor Takács' 1987 horror film for kids holds up surprisingly well, with some truly brilliant forced perspective shots, Ray Harryhausen-inspired creature design, and a Lovecraftian mythos conveyed through the exposition of a deceased metal band's album. Sacrifyx f'ing RULES! *horns*
my brother and i were hooked on this one early in life, and for my money it's an underappreciated masterpiece. this print adapts one of my favorite scenes after the false ending, when all hell literally breaks loose and large sigils of blood appear as these little minions (predating the current, culturally repellent connotations of the phrase) celebrate the advent of their outer god "The Dark Master." MAN, i love the overt hokiness of this thing.
while there may be some market appeal to a Certain Kind of Someone with this and particularly the Beetlejuice print, you can see that i'm just drawing (and drawing from) whatever the hell is important to me from often obscure parts of why, in my grandmother's accurate and ominous prediction, my brother and i were going to "grow up perverted." i mean, she was right. may as well have fun with it.
i missed the call for booths at our local horror con in September, which has switched venues and somehow sold out of spots in two days (?!). i'm on the waitlist but depending on financial circumstances and whether or not i can keep drawing while school is going, i may roll the dice and piggyback on a Spooky Basement Jersey booth first. the newest chapter - IN SPACE - is in the works, and i need to try to get the cover done this month.
oh boy.
/.n [while listening to "Toss A Coin To Your Witcher," because I watched The Gate four times this week]
