We’re going to the party!

“It was a colossal and nameless blasphemy with blaring red eyes, and it held in bony claws a thing that had been a man, gnawing at the head as a child nibbles at a stick of candy. It’s position was a kind of crouch, and as one looked one felt that at any moment it might drop its present prey and seek a juicier morsel.”

“Many nights my cat would sit at a distance and watch me painting in the ancient basement under the old house. For unknown reasons he approached this one, and grew quite fond of it. After awhile they had an inseparable bond which made it quite easy for me to capture this moment.“