Monster

Has the Industrial Revolution and its consequences been a disaster for the human race or has its influence been a necessity for a better quality of life? No matter which side you may agree with, one thing is for sure -- its existence has led to the creation of a large number of monsters...monsters that society has yet to not only fathom, but contain.

Feet:Part II

Okay...here's a quick little skeletal study of...you guessed it..."feet". Couldn't resist throwing this classroom demo in...hot off the press.

Feet

The greatest hero of the Trojan War, responsible for conquering mighty Troy, had but one weakness. Unfortunately for Achilles, he was dipped into the liquid of immortality, held by his ankles -- the only part of his body susceptible to the woes of the earth. No other being knew better where this weakness lied than that of Paris, who offered the tattered warrior a private pedicure after Greece's most famous battle.

Tattoo

Patiently waiting for his captor to return, Cupid not only eluded his shackles, but fashioned a bow and one arrow out of the rotting tree stump from which he was bound. Knowing he had but only one opportunity to secure a successful escape, he fired a well placed shaft into the back of the heartless soldier. Into the empty sky flew Cupid, leaving nothing to the his captor but bewilderment and a well-crafted tattoo, carved into the lowly dying tree, that today, so ironically saved his life.

Insect: Part 2

After a long day at work, Sebastian entered the famous "Walnut Room" lounge, kicked back and lit up six of his finest cigars. Was his death the result of FEAR of the the fact that a termite inhabited a well-wooden room or JEALOUSY from the fact that someone could enjoy six specimens simultaneously? Whatever the reason, the bouncers were certain that he be removed from the high-browed lounge and tossed to the lowly cobblestone streets that so wickedly awaited his poor exoskeleton.

Insect

Magicicada septendecim, also known as the "Seventeen Year Cicada", is a true testament to the order, sequence and pure patience of mother nature. Every seventeen years, these creatures emerge from their encasements -- only to experience but a few days with their newly grown wings. Although most of them use this brief time to make love, some choose to wage war.