Watching The Flyer.

While stumbling aimlessly across the internet the other night I happened across this painting and was kind of struck by it. I’m not saying that it is the Mona Lisa or anything, but it seemed familiar and weird all at once. Sort of calm and restrained but still freakish. Like if Salvador Dali did a Kafka book jacket.



Anyway, I just wanted to give a shout out to Linda R. Herzog (whom I do not know and will never meet) and here is where I found her work.

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