Years ago when Resident Evil 2 Remake was coming out, I decided to design all the Raccoon City newspapers that are mentioned in SD Perry's RE novels. Today I combined my artwork with the voice talent of BigFox & NemesisBiohazard on youtube to bring you all a short audiobook experience on the mysterious events that plagued that particular little midwestern community in 1998. Enjoy!
De dechets et du sang... ...brulant... ...tus.... Of offal and of the blood... ...burning... ...still.... it is free with kindle unlimited it is a collection of English/French poems and short stories hope you like something if you read Here is one of the poems it is a poetic interpretation of head of a dead young man painting by theodore gericault Head of a dead young man Beneath a canvas coarse and crass, the head of a young man upon a cushion soft and of care; feminine chin; upon the lower lip the blood of God; fine nose; hair of an infant here...and...down there; upon his front, the sublime illumination, that descends, intimately as though of ivory flame.... ...when, of lavender and of rose, ascending vaguely towards the exegetic darkness, the offal; disclosed thus, profound and grave, an immense lesion, as though of a dolourous ulcer...from where all comes...where all returns....
Years ago when Resident Evil 2 Remake was coming out, I decided to design all the Raccoon City newspapers that are mentioned in SD Perry's RE novels.
Today I combined my artwork with the voice talent of BigFox & NemesisBiohazard on youtube to bring you all a short audiobook experience on the mysterious events that plagued that particular little midwestern community in 1998.
Enjoy!
De dechets et du sang... ...brulant... ...tus.... Of offal and of the blood... ...burning... ...still.... it is free with kindle unlimited it is a collection of English/French poems and short stories hope you like something if you read
Here is one of the poems it is a poetic interpretation of head of a dead young man painting by theodore gericault
Head of a dead young man
Beneath a canvas coarse and crass, the head of a young man upon a cushion soft and of care; feminine chin; upon the lower lip the blood of God; fine nose; hair of an infant here...and...down there; upon his front, the sublime illumination, that descends, intimately as though of ivory flame.... ...when, of lavender and of rose, ascending vaguely towards the exegetic darkness, the offal; disclosed thus, profound and grave, an immense lesion, as though of a dolourous ulcer...from where all comes...where all returns....