I like it when faces or images jump out to me like this, it’s usually in rocks or wood. I often wonder if I’m the first person to notice that particular shape in the wooden post or boulder, or if countless people have seen it too and wondered the same thing
Damp, cold, aging walls. Unidentifiable echoes. Feeling like you’re being swallowed by a worm. An urban cave, I guess. One near my house has train tracks — I love the tame thrill of having a locomotive run over me.
I love the intricacies of Swoon’s artwork. She started out as primarily a wheat paste artist but her work has grown into more different types of media and even installations over the years.
I also really enjoy Neck face’s work!
