M0R1BUND

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Abstract depiction of a body’s insides, blood.

[Long description:

Dia, in life and in a strange, distorted mirror-image of it. She is split at the collarbone between her canid esk shape and her human shape, who crawls blood-stained out of the ribs of her esk body, as if she’s doing nothing more than shedding the day’s clothes.]

it’s probably useless, but i can’t stop

May 28, 2020

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Murder and colonies, land without rivers
Raging in the middle of some sad destiny

I’ve had this sketch sitting on my drive for a while. It’s morbid, but I have this image impressed on me by folktales and stories worldwide of cutting a human body out of the body of a beast, and vise-versa– not as an act of violence, just of transformation. I enjoy depictions of transformation as a sloughing off of form. I think it’s very Dia to feel like there is another woman inside of her that she just can’t quite get out.

Actors: Diaspore #1117