Neurotic Owl

flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

Monthly Archives: January, 2017

In which I am morbid and creepifyin’.

There is something remarkably satisfying about drawing a jar full of eyeballs.  In related news, I’m gradually turning a Barbie into Willow Rosenberg.  So far I’ve repainted her face (and … Continue reading

January 6, 2017 · 5 Comments

In which I am somewhat obscure.

So it appears that ‘East of the Sun, West of the Moon’ is not nearly as well known as I had assumed it would be, which means I can only … Continue reading

January 4, 2017 · 3 Comments