Saturday, November 12, 2011


Bad as things can get, there is solace to be found in the fact that we do not live in the cold-blooded realm of the swiftly mutating amphibian.


Blogger Richard P said...

That IS nightmarish -- reminds me a bit of Goya.

6:53 PM  
Blogger Chad Woody said...

This "Metal Hurlant" Jim is more chilling than classic "Jim" Jim. No relation to Slim Jim.

8:21 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

That's really gorgeous, Jim. In a mutanty sort of froggish way, granted. Love it! Very impressive indeed!

8:59 AM  
Blogger Matt Tamaru said...

horrifying.. beautiful.

6:11 PM  
Blogger Donovan S. Brain said...

Obviously a scene of the Western Unifactor, somewhere between Vinegaroon and Death Valley. Unless they find water soon, the horsegator will be snacking on crunchy dried frog bits. And is the rider transfixed by the fierce glare of the intense desert sun, or is it something stranger just above his head?

9:49 AM  

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