Unusual how our mind interprets images and shadows sometimes... I jump at dust bunnies all the time because I think I see huge ground spiders.

It's like that optical illusion - is it a duck or a bunny?

Both at the same time, darnit! I irritated my kindergarten teacher by saying that. LOL.

It's a duckbunny: http://www.terminally-incoherent.co...../duckbunny.jpg

Got a 403 forbidden when I clicked the link :O

Feh. Try this and a lot of scrolling: http://www.headinjurytheater.com/article73.htm

LOL. XD Great.

I totally read the whole thing, and now I'm downloading the cannon handbook for the cartoon series because I have to laugh at it :P

I love game monsters, I've bought bestiaries for games I don't even play just for that.

Lol, yeah, me too. When I was a kid, I'd ask for monster books for Christmas so I could draw from them :P

... Now I can't unsee it.

I apologize!

NO NEED TO.

No way. You know, I actually look at thumb nails and often see what isn't there, and also meant to actually draw what I think I saw. I haven't actually done it, though.

This sort of thing used to happen to me in real life, due to horrific nearsightedness, astigmatism, and a dislike of wearing my stooopid glasses. I swear one day I saw gremlins capering in a neighbor's yard.

Heh, that's pretty interesting.. I'm from New Zealand, and when I saw the thumbnail for this my brain instantly thought "kiwi" - but you'd probably only get that having grown up here, that particular shape is a national icon.

That IS funny.

Depends on how small and squinty the thumbnail was, I reckon.

This is cool and you should expand on it. :D

I'm sorely tempted to come up with a backstory for it, but I really needed to get cracking on commissions. I haven't done art all week because it's been so busy at work (store manager on vacation, Big Bosses coming to visit).

Well, let it simmer. You'll have something great by the time you're ready. :3

NZ Represent?

hehehe... I am also from NZ, and like another poster above I thought that is one straaaaaaaaange lookin Kiwi Interesting piece, mate... interesing!

it reminds me a little of something I have seen once...though without the stars and a neck on it...as crazy as THAT sounds

I believe it was the "Futurist" Illustrator Syd Mead who envisioned even odder Genetically Modified creatures becomming as common as the domestic animals of today in his images of the far flung future.

That sounds vaguely familiar. Was this the book where there were future chickens with no feathers, no distal limbs, and no heads, just a bunch of tubes coming out of the neck? That image scarred me.

Heh! That sounds more like the work of "The Far Side" Cartoonist Douglas Addams.

That's pretty trippy, man. >^__^< My eyes do crap like that all the time! Scares the living end out of me on occasion, too.

Hahaha, one time (before Lasik) I was laying in bed and thought I saw a hooded, Grim-Reaper like figure looming over my bed. Tell me about being scared, oh my GOD. It was actually a fold of blanket right by my face - it's just that everything from six inches out was equally blurry, so I had no depth perception.

Well, that blows... I dunno if I could ever afford Lasik surgery, but I'd love to have it done, someday. My eyesight wasn't as poor as yours, but my right eye is pretty close to being that bad. I'm left-eye dominant, so most of my vision-processing is going through there, the right just adds "solidity" I guess. VERY different prescriptions for each eye... Heh. Get Lasik on just my right eye at first, maybe- I won't need glasses after that, since the prescription for my left eye is still pretty decent...

I have seen everything from looming rapists, to strange, misty things creeping across my floor (damned cat- she was stalking a mouse or something), and when you're only half-awake, your head plays all kinds of insidious tricks on you... *chuckle* Thought I'd seen a severed hand and forearm on the road, once- turned out to be a rag, wadded up- took me a while for my heart-rate to go back to normal after that one. Yeah, the brain is pretty easily fooled.

I wouldn't have been able to afford it, but my grandfather left just enough when he passed on - I figured, sure it blows the inheritence in one go, but it betters my life and when will I have another chance? So I went for it.

That half-asleep state is wonderful for creativity. Not so good for driving. My wildest one was seeing a 20 foot tall Indian brave standing by the side of the Taconic State Parkway (which is all pinewoods) . . . he was solid powder blue. Like one of the little plastic toys you buy in a tub, but 20 feet tall. I remember thinking it was an advertising thing, then looking back, and it had vanished. Also, this person I used to be friends with once thought they saw a family of gnomes cross the road when sleep deprived - like ducks, a big one in front, a line of small ones following. Shortly afterwards he heard knocking sounds from under the car, and was certain he'd run the gnomes over, and very carefully quizzed the passenger to try and determine if she had also seen them.

Those are amazing! I've never gotten cool hallucinations like those- mostly spots and glowing squiggles and things like that. But that "severed hand and forearm"... Eeek. I'm so glad it turned out to be my messed up eyesight and fatigue. Sad things was, I was living in that neighbourhood at the time, and stuff like wasn't entirely unknown. Dead people turned up in the saddest places, like in the dumpster across the street from my apartment building... O___o

Man alive. Yeah, they found some poor girl's body in a dumpster in the development next to mine, last year. Sickening. They did catch the guy, so that's good at least.

Damn, that's harsh... Poor kid. I hope the guy who did her in got the harshest penalties, not to mention all of his new "friends" in prison out for his ass. The guy found in the dumpster was a drunk who'd been beaten up and dumped in there to get him out of the party he wasn't welcome at. His injuries wouldn't have been enough to kill him, if he'd gotten treatment, but, because he was unconscious, the poor mook froze to death. He never even got a chance to wake up. Seems he pissed off the wrong gang-members at the party...

People knife each other over a five bucks and a case of beer (sometimes for even less of a "reason", like "he looked at my woman") in the areas of town I can afford to live in... *sigh*