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A Master's In Reverse Psychology

Ink, Gouache, & Watercolour

Based on the song by Murder By Death
For my Southern Gothic series

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put the bullet in the barrel take the safety off keep shootin' at the devil in the moonlight put it all on black till your luck comes back we're all waitin' for the end what kind of finish will he send these hands made of splinters keep knockin' back the whiskey sours i've got a few more days to go and i've got another crust of bread somewhere holed up waiting in this is this whats left of the house fill the lamp up with kerosene and toss the rest in the hall just coat the walls and strike the cigarette when you hear them coming we'll pray for them and stay with them till the poor little bastards die hand in hand we'll never forget them when they're gone so keep the girls inside of the little church with their bruised knees on the pews.
It's time to gear up for war. The townspeople stop their lamenting and prepare for the onslaught. They start to arm themselves, "shooting at the devil in the moonlight". They begin to wait, and much of the theme of the rest of the album focuses around waiting to die. They lay in their basements in wait, drinking themselves to death in fear of the devil. The imagery is about them hiding out, hungry and tired in the wreckage of their homes waiting for the devil- and when he comes, for the first time, they are ready for him. They torch the walls, burn the place down, hoping he'll go up in flames...it doesn't work like they hope so they begin to pray for the dead and dying. The end of the song is about locking up the children in the church, keeping everyone awake praying until their knees bruise from the pews.
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The Demon

Ink & Sharpie

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Strange Relics

Ink

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End of the Line

Ink, Gouache, & Watercolour

Based on the song by Murder By Death
For my Southern Gothic series

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all the kids have run inside grabbed a spot under the stairs they've barricaded all the windows and rigged the doorknobs shut with chairs what are they waiting for they don't know they just keep their fingers crossed and maybe pray to mary or jesus christ i can hear them knocking down the door the wait it is over this bottle is done so we clench our fists and fight our demons there's a girl with a flower pot full of dirt and bullet shells she puts it by her window gives it sunlight restores its health after a month or two the shells start to grow into branches of barbed wire they spread across the walls the windows and the floors and their grip never tires lay low lay low keep your head down lay low lay low listen for the sound of the dusty train that's comin' to sweep us all away i can hear the rails a rattlin' against the hectic fray so set the bone with a cardboard split and strike the nail against the flint and set the fields on fire let the devil come let him come i'll be waitin' for him this time i am stronger now and i can fight it i'll be waitin' at the end of the line at the end of the line.
Building up to the big climax. At the end of "Pillars of Salt", there is a feeling of hopelessness. "End of the Line" begins with the kids hiding in the basements and barricading their homes from the devil's legions. The devil is literally knocking down their doors. The parents have been drinking themselves to death in terror of this moment and when I say "time to fight our demons" I actually mean fight in a battle against demons. The next verse is the image of a girl trapped inside her house. She has "a flower pot full of dirt and bullet shells", which begins to warp and grow into horrible branches of barbed wire which cut at her, choke her, and block all the exits. The devil's forces are cutting down people and dementing the town and its inhabitants. Then the chant starts, the parents telling their children to "lay low lay low keep your head down" and to listen for the "dusty train" a western version of the ferry piloted by Charon that crosses the river Styx. More images of war are brought up "set the bone with a cardboard splint, strike the nail against the flint, and set the fields on fire... let the devil come, let him come..." Finally the townspeople are growing confident and are mentally ready for battle. They no longer hide in their houses waiting to die. They bust out the artillery and prepare for the big fight. They egg on the Devil to come and get it, shouting "I'll be waiting for him this time I am stronger now and I can fight it I'll be waiting at the end of the line..." How does it end? That's up to you, I guess... Thanks for reading and listening...
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Devil in Mexico

Ink, Gouache, & Watercolour

Based on the song by Murder By Death
For my Southern Gothic series

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well i'll take two shots said the devil to the man and layed a little book on the bar well lord knows the devil he only talks shit and only drinks whiskey from the jar and his hands were raw and his eyes were cold and his breath was pure alcohol and the sound of his voice it never got old and he talked and talked and talked through the night kept sippin his shine till the mornin light tumbled in through the shades and as he started to go i put three bullets in his back. well the devil's bleedin' crude oil from a hole in his chest and it's panging on the bedpan drippin' through the bedsheets and all the businessmen are putting pails beneath his wounds and pawnin' the oil at the market. well his heart ain't made of nothin' but piss and vinegar and his boots have trampled more than you would know and his breath has split open the thermometer on the sill it's so fucking cold in here since you brought in the snow. black heart leaking oil in the pan, dealin' insults with his free hand in this hospital bed bleedin' black heart you shot the plan to hell and the apathy ate you up inside like slivers of lead inside your food he's the poison inside you and you eat until you're full and you eat until youre full he lit the fires inside your belly full of medicine and whiskey the aspirin, valium, codiene pills and silver rum someone say a hail mary for this house bless the corners and burn the devil out. credits
This song is the set-up for the whole album. The intro tells the general story; The Devil is drinking away the night at a local bar and he is talking up a shitstorm, lying his face off and being the cocky bastard he is. Basically, before the sun comes up, some local has had enough so he pumps him full of lead. The song kicks in and begins with The Devil dying in a hospital bed. He is physically bleeding crude oil from his wounds, and some greedy people in the town have begun to put pails beneath him to collect the oil to sell. So, like a chick getting naked in a horror movie, they're pretty much fucked. Ol' Satan vows to wipe out the town where he got shot. He lays there in bed, still talking shit, making threats, empty promises, feeling sorry for himself. He is very bitter. There are tiny hints that the guy who shot him was actually in league with the Devil, but he betrays him and "shoots the plan to Hell". The part about the slivers of lead in the food is a reference to a bizzare situation of a poisoning that we read about. The Judas character who betrays Satan starts to realize that even though he has turned to the light, he isn't going to make it out alive, and starts to drink and overdose himself to death. The end of the song, the part that goes "Someone say a Hail Mary for this house" is about the shit hitting the fan. The line "Bless the corners and burn devil out" is actually from a Mexican chant used to keep witches and demons out of the homes of those who utter it. It goes, "Cuatro esquinas tiene mi casa Cuatro angeles que la adoran, Lucas, Marcos, Juan, y Mateo. Ni brujas, ni hechiceras, Ni hombre malchechor. En el Nombre del Padre, Y del Hijo, y del Espiritu Santo." Or, in English, "Four corners has my house. Four angels adore it, Luke, Mark, John, and Matthew. Neither witches, nor charmers, Nor maleficent man can harm me. In the Name of the Father, And of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost."
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Ivory & Gold

Ink, Gouache, & Coffee

From my The Picture of Dorian Gray series

The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.

Dorian Gray as the world would see him.
The peacock feathers are a Christian symbol of immortality, because people used to believe that they didn't decay.
Peacock feathers

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The Actress

Ink, Gouache, & Coffee

From my The Picture of Dorian Gray series

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