Genur.art

(worst quality, low quality, illustration, 3d, 2d, painting, cartoons, sketch), the crenalated ways of the flow, the disgusting holes and cracking flesh, the pustules and fragrant boils that crust with cracked old pus, and yet the repetitive hairline cracks disturb me more than anything else, as if the glass was shattered into an infinitely blurry and uncertain gaze of destruction, as the vines and lines of separation take the skin and the skin of the walls into sections and subsections, a klimtian philosophy but in darker hues, the uncertain features as if blotted with paintstrokes or otherwise abberated from the already cluttered image. Covered in barbed wire, twine, vines, snakes, briars, and all forms of distraction and corruption essence, garter belt, the eyes juttering and glitched like fucking blurry phosphorescence