A portrait of the artist at conception
"Honey, there is nothing on. Turn on the baby."
See if you can find the hidden spoon playing airplane.
On the left is a rendtion of me now. The white and black circles are eyes cock your head and you will see a ghoulish mistress nestling up to my nose.
On the right is a fetus with for one my eye now worming its way inside it with a placenta spun about it.