As the horde of flesh craving zombies shuffled through the yard of the old farmhouse Patrick took great care to cross the creaky wood floor as quietly as he could. He paused, his shotgun still a few feet away, as he heard a chorus of creaks and squeaks rise up behind him.
He dared not turn around, for he knew the horrible truth…. there was a zombie at his back!
I Think There Might be a Zombie Right Behind Me
4.5” x 2.5” x 2.75”
clay, acrylic & wood
2011[ available ] sold
Illustrator and mischief maker living among the hellish strip malls and mcmansions of suburban Detroit. My work often pokes fun at pop culture or social norms and contains slurpee chugging bears, swearing veggies, manic rabbits, zombies and high levels of snark.
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