The Mushrooms of Death


Each year around this time in my parents garden abnourmously huge mushrooms pop out of the ground.

And each year I have an urge to carve them into skulls... They have the perfect size and form + colour for it. Unfortunately fungus is a bitch to carve. But again this year I took the consequence of my urge and sat down with a knife and a bit of tongue-in-cheek patience and stylized the garden-area a bit.

...Btw. They are not as poisonous as they look. My mom served them to a horrified family last year, and most of us survived to tell the tale.

1 comment:

Zarah said...

Du kan forvandle enhver have til et teater/eventyr :)....