“I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.”
― H.P. Lovecraft, The Outsider
I am hounded by the persistent suspicion that I have seen something like this before. Once lodged in my memory it has lurked about in the recesses until I poured it forth. If anyone can figure out what the hell I've half remembered, any suggestions are welcome.
Based the face on my own so I suppose its a bit of a self portrait. Bloody hell, I must've been a more irritable lately than I thought!
Knowing my habit of being a fiddler with my artwork, I wholeheartedly expect, as a dog returneth to it's vomit so I shall return to meddle further with this one. It just begs for more filaments and nasty stringy bits.
EDIT: And lo... Fiddling hath occurrethed...
Added more detail and adjusted the lighting and colour more to my liking.
Visually, it's like Mushroomhead meets a personification of hate.
I wonder too what was lodged in your memory to inspire this beautifully disturbing piece of work.
Very interesting, indeed.
and thanks