Anomalous Encounters by Joseph Cowlishaw Deep and old - creaky wood Windy voices of childhood Shadows play and make a scene Crunching breaking through ravine Lungs burning... running, waiting Ambushed by a bizarre moan Crushed under a furry stone Something eerie blurs past Blackness sparks - eyes of last
I love the creepy feel of this one Joe! I really love it, especially looking back over the first half of the narrative searching for Big Foot. It’s got a beautifully sinister “Where’s Wally?” vibe!
Top job mate.
Thank you Brett! It was a fun little shoot. I tried to make him a bit less prominent.