A crowd gathers by ghostly yellow light in the hall of some ancient and enormous cathedral. The text “We danced and drank as the empire fell” floats above them in an old time font with a dark filigree behind. Everywhere a sense of anticipation and cautious hope in the shadow of long suffering.
Shadows of a ghostly woman hover over an alpine lake and diminutive waterfall, the blue and green landscape pockmarked with paint splatters. The title text
I love this blue. “The Dangers of Modern Living” is a phrase that pops up several times in the Et Cetera Discordia, mostly in Cram’s
This is the part where I’m supposed to tell you about the deep symbolism of the rusty pattern and bright yellow hills, the water-worn dock
“The Future is Getting Out of Hand” Broken gears and abstract cyber nonsense over a star field with some hints of Lovecraftian nonsense — it’s
“The only thing you ever did to break my heart was stop taking care of yours.” Download the full size image here
