It seems like I’ve been slowly moving towards fewer words and more pictures, even though I think I have more talent and more to say in the former than the latter. I really try to put the words here and the pictures somewhere else (like to the right over there) but lately it seems like the pictures are all I have to offer, and I’m sorry, I’ll try harder. That said I’ll add that I also find the discovery of images and the juxtaposition of them to be the primary task of the artist these days, not to the mention the fact that I consider myself a somewhat dab hand at the ancient form of photoshop I use. Here’s one from a discarded library book on masks that I discovered and goosed up which is currently killing them on Tumblr:
Demon mask with eye in centre of forehead, Ceyon
Staatliches Museum fur Volkerkunde, Munich. Photo: Braunmuller.
A Leak In The Safe 
At least the pictures are yours. I have yet to use an image I didn’t "borrow" from somewhere in the internet. But I’ve found myself to be obsessed with images and what they mean.
The emblem of Expressionism is existence; the existence of man, and at the same time the existence of the image.– Giuseppe Gott
I think it’s a good likeness. (And I’ve told you for years that no one notices yer one eye when you bare your teeth with great menace.)