One of the earlier Venna pieces. 2002 I believe. The first developments of her blood swirls. And of course, her favorite palette! Bittersweet. The eternal plaything. No matter how often you destroy her, break her down to nothing, she's constantly regenerating. Fresh clean flesh to tear apart again at her whim. Of course, Bittersweet is a Pooka. A spirit trapped in a physical form. A sort of half life, Fading in and out of exsistence, chained in the physical world but bound to the spirit world. Hard to explain I suppose. Mythology wise they were always equine in nature. Bittersweet is actually a Fennec. Though I've often been on the verge of changing her into a horse. Her recent developments have been quite monumental though... I need to post in GJ more often c.c

Keet 02