SURREAL MONSTER COMICS

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KEEP MOVING DOWN DREAMS

SURREAL MONSTER COMICS! Perpetually obliterated by futureless and mundane routines, a large group of strange denizens crowds together forming a line. Each lost little soul waits patiently for advancement as the world all around them fades to a white out and fills endlessly with flies. Decorated with obscured and misplaced blackened orifices the crowds wallow in anonymity.

The bleak conglomerated hypnotic conformity briefly subsides as the result of a distracted young citizen who inadvertently holds up the line. Boisterously exposing his amorphous and teeth ridden malformed chest cavity, the foolish adolescent initiates agitation through this breach of social etiquette. Unable to concentrate on the holding his place in the line, the daydreamer opens his mouth, as to yawn, and begins to spit flies. Once again his deviant behaviour is reprimanded by the pushy and passing members of the now moving line.

After what is deemed an eternity, the anticipation suddenly subsides. "NEXT" bellows aggressively from a figure just ahead. In an instant the subject snaps out from his mesmerised and insect infested contemplative regurgitation. The receptionist, a tall refrigerator type looking marvel wearing radiation proof gloves ands showing only his blackened teeth, demands a numbered ticket from the next person in line. Astonished the young pupil bursts into retaliation angrily declaring that he'd heard nothing of a number system and had already been waiting forever. With the authority of an occupying force, the receptionist conducts the lost and mistaken individual back to the back of the line.

As he walks slowly into place, and his senses fall depleted, the tiny little teenager sifts off into dreams. In the visions he recalls having had been here before . This white backdrop, the mutations, and the line up itself all prove horrifically recollective and in a despairing moment of weakness, he bows his head in defeat. As the line keeps on creeping other members resign in similar fashion . No attempts at escape nor the prevention of flies, nor any unusual observation is transmuted as sound. One by one the people forget, regret and accept, turning first into monsters and then to machines.

ABOUT DOWN HORROR COMICS

MOVE ON DOWN THE LINE is book two of a three part surreal monster comics series. The nightmarish fable follows a never ending line up through a world of Flies, Holes, and Roach creatures. The bizarre humanoids wait patiently for oblivion as they undergo horrific and mechanical physical metamorphosis’s. Originally published as a limited edition photocopy magazine in the spring of 2003.

The DOWN surreal comics horror anthology was a three part experiment in terror conducted during the winter of 2002-03. The comics were part of the HEY APATHY! FLIES HOLES AND ROACHES drawing series. The archaic ink scribbles depict monstrous humanoids dancing ferociously about their daily routines. The images were primarily hieroglyphic outlines of figurative creatures with fierce blackened teeth and eyes. As a part of each installation of my fine artworks I also create several multi-media components such animations and comic books. The Down Horror Anthology was the first of my surreal monster comics to both correlate and move in varied directions with the larger body of ink drawings.

The DOWN monster comics featured narrative explanations and character designs developed in the gallery style Roach artworks, but differed drastically in their inclusion of human caricatures. In order to draw immediate connections in the creepiest way possible, I initiated a repletion in the comic series in which the anonymous humanoid roaches and real people would be interchangeable through the horror stories. By doing this I introduced human representations to the surreal monster comics which were not in the larger works. I found this cross between imaginary and the illustrated equivalent of normalcy peculiar and effective as it was a technique I'd previously shied away from in favour of separating drawing styles categorically.

All three of the DOWN surreal monster comics were created spontaneously on sketch book paper. There were no scripts developed and even less forethought was put into the narrations. Instead, as if of dreams, I simply started to draw and let the pictures guide themselves(Maybe that wasn't the approach?). The beauty of working in sketchbooks for me is that I never really care what I draw in them. This lack of initiative often frees me of any of the mental constraints associated with an expensive piece of paper or the probability of public display. It is this state of self-unconscious that the weirdest truism present themselves. However, the major draw back of working on cheap sketchbook paper is that the line work ends up slightly fuzzy and the material becomes troublesome in resale and preservation.

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CHAPTER 3 FLIES HOLES AND ROACHES

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