unleashing the madness from ones mind, where to begin, its crammed in so tightly. Idea after idea stuck to one another in a fashion that renders them useless resulting in a creation , that, to many makes no sense. your asked "WHY WOULD YOU PAINT THAT?" and well to be quite honest, i don't know any different, its all iv ever created, from early childhood i remember drawing monsters in my copy books, replacing whatever homework was to be done, a child's rendition of what monsters look like, crudely drawn but widely imaginative. I miss that imagination, you weren't bound by the restraints of society, it just flowed freely, everything had the po