Apparently Jeremy Forson and I are neighbors, or as good as, since I live on an island and he lives on the mainland. Yeah, I now say “mainland”. When I find out about any good artist living within 5 miles of me it makes me a little more sure that moving to the Bay Area was a good choice. Not that I have a lot of doubts considering how well everything has gone so far. Forson is ridiculously talented, and he’s cultivated the kind of horror-obsessed style that I need a dose of every week, although it’s not all zombies, which I appreciate. Judging from the work he has online there isn’t a subject or style that he can’t handle. That kind of talent so close by is like a warm blanket to my kind. My kind being something between a smaller, thinner, Caucasian Barry White and a panther.
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