You know that reoccurring nightmare we all have where we’re minding our business and suddenly off in the distance a body falls from the sky? Or a 747? Or an armadillo? No? That’s just me? …kay.
Anyway…it’s a common theme in my nightmare repertoire, usually accompanied by abject panic and an obsessive need to grab my camera gear and rush to the scene to photograph the carnage (I used to be a photojournalist) only to discover that one or more of the following has happened:
- I can’t find my camera gear
- my car is locked (usually a Volkswagen Beetle for some reason) with my camera gear inside which I can see on the seat.
- I locate my camera gear but it consists of some kind of ancient camera that requires “film” and well…even in my anything-goes dreamworld there’s no film. More panic ensues.
So when Illustration Friday posted “Haunted” as the word topic for this week, my darkish side had to make this eerily accurate image. And now I’m sharing all my deepest and most disturbed visions with all of you. I clearly have no boundaries. Happy Halloween.