mouthful of mulch

ALT a digital painting of pickman from sangfielle, a large black caprak. in the bottom left corner she is partially silhouetted, in her green shape knight armor and cloak, holding her smoking espignole. the shape burns bright red above her head. before her, a railroad track stretches toward the horizon, where a tiny shape train is visible, nestled in the valley between golden hills. it throws out bright shape symbols and long beams across the sky, turning the red, yellow, and white of the clouds grayscale. to the left of the train, the landscape is long grass, silver and yellow, with flowers, a collection of graves, ground where shadows form the shapes of veins and flesh, separated from the tracks by a broken fence. to the right, the grass grows into purple bushes, a river of pale, roiling pale yellow, foothills where cows graze, and the silhouette of a town. high above, zevunzolia floats, a dome of curved white upside down buildings. the tiny figure of colette, a pink devil, looks down.

ALT four digital sketches. in the top left, chantilly scathe and the grand cormorant limited are stopped at a train station. chantilly, a woman with pale skin and red curly hair in a red ringmaster’s coat, top hat, beige pants, and tall boots, faces away, admiring a station wall with two posters of the painting of pickman. in the bottom left, colette, a pink devil with curly dark hair in a set of yellow pajamas, lies on her stomach, reading a book with the pickman painting on the cover. in the bottom right, marn ancura, a carpana with siamese point fur wearing a grey dress shirt and brown cargo shorts, reclines in a green office chair, studying a poster of the pickman painting in her left hand. she has her feet up on a grey desk. in the top right is a silhouette of pickman’s upper body in black and grey. her head is lowered, the shape between her horns, smoking a cigar and sweating with closed eyes. text to her left indicates she is thinking “i can’t hold my gun like that… it’s too heavy…”