They slither in seductively and beckon to our lower nature. Seven whispers summon, seven virtues denied. Seeking for our weakest point - gripping tightly, holding on, pulling under. Only letting go when we do - then digging a little bit deeper. And after the torrid cruelty - late to learn, lost and hopeless, we realize - indulgence has its price.
Envy
Pride
Greed
Sloth
Gluttony
Lust
Wrath
The devil works in mysterious ways.
A new seven-part painting series. Coming soon.
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Everything's a lie. Nothing is real. And it all ends in tragedy.
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Grand Island, Nebraska - March 28, 1989. Well this is fucked. Two bodies on the floor: one temporarily unconscious - the other, signifi...
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