A little houndstooth number from Gordon Magnin's online portfolio. Wicked razor collages that look like the work of some demented stalker from an early Argento slasher. I hear a soundtrack of discordant lullaby melodies sung by creepy dolls with shattered faces... La La La... as the leather gloved hand of the monstrous tormentor cleaves another houndstooth shape from the flesh of an innocent italian ballerina who just happened to stumble upon a coven of witches and alchemists in a derelict graveyard on the outskirts of rome.
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