A beautiful psychotic boorish painting of the Come, my beautiful cat, to my loved heart, hold back the claws of your paw, and let me dive into your beautiful eyes, mixed metal and agate. When my fingers caress at leisure your elastic head and back, and my hand is drunk with pleasure to feel your electric body, I see my wife in spirit. Her stare, like yours, amiable beast,deep and cold, cut and split like a dart, and, from head to toe, a subtle air, a dangerous perfume, swim around its brown body, by Chris Foss and Harvey Dunn, Trompe L’oeil, zbrushcentral | Painting