Mans monster was always a torturous evolution, one step behind nature, imitating and twisting it beyond the boundaries of what was comfortable.
The sickly stench of tar and oil, machines and automobiles, these would be un natures birth, a vile imitation of natures beautiful being. Ripping the foundations from her womb, and molesting the substances with hostile and hive like minds, before a new nature was born.

The nature of man and machine, the imitator of the life we all take for granted was born.

And it was beautiful, and terrible.

30 min speed paint, just to get back into the swing of things.