In fact, it may actually demand worship, or at least an appropriate level of fear and trembling.
Now, the important thing is not “how do you pluck garnets from the wall and melt them with your bare hands,” or “why do angry technicolor corals burst from the ground and shake themselves wrathfully at you,” but “who does your hair?” Because honestly, getting aluminum to hang that straight and not kink up in the humidity is a royal pain.
Okay, not a horror. I actually really like this one. Oh well.
Maybe one of these, then. I’m not sure exactly what it is, but I know a graven image when I see one.
Someone clearly had just seen “The Lion King” when it passed through town, and was swept away in the moment.
I found this at the defunct thrift-and-weirdness store, “Far Out” on Manchaca and Lamar. Clearly, it was some sort of household god. It sat in the front room and glared at/brandished its staff at anyone who dared shop there. Since it’s closed now, I guess it did its job. I went by there a few months ago and the building was sealed, but…still occupied. Now, there is only a demolition zone.
Fly free, strange monkey god.
Awesome painting from Savers on South Lamar, Austin