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Privacy as you know has been a rare commodity these days. To be faceless, unidentifiable and free from the worries and cares of the world is the envy of any individualistic being, both for those who want to remain clandestine in their affairs as a diner, or even sometimes... as one who would be presented on the dinner table. No beautiful, recognizable faces today or trophied heads or agonizing lovelies. What's lies here are just pure, unadulterated... meat.
Not one for many words again for this update, but hopefully made up for quality artwork, dinner is served, bon appétit!
The first of these is a lovely lady. Who was she? Only one imagines. Ready and waiting to be placed onto one deserving project.
The second is of the same beauty, laid out and presented for the diners to be excited and see what would be on their platter. One recognizes this image from a past update but here, it is more developed.
The third is possibly of the same lady, tied and bound to a pole, ready to grace the spit.
The fourth revisits a story of Forbidden Feast's past, primed and almost ready to go. Remember Ute Mountain? Projects will be revisited once in a while to its eventual conclusion, at least that's my hope.
And finally, being a little more playful with the pencil, the last two are sketches, anatomical studies of a gastronomical form designed to both delight and horrify.