Thursday, September 29, 2011

STRANGE AND IMMORTAL BIRD

STRANGE AND IMMORTAL BIRD
"120-Talking bird of great longevity—tells secret long afterward."

"127-Ancient and unknown ruins—strange and immortal bird who speaks in a language horrifying and revelatory to the explorers."
H.P. Lovecraft, Commonplace Book



Tuesday, September 27, 2011

ATLACH-NACHA

ATLACH-NACHA
"The dark form ran toward him with incredible swiftness. When it came near he saw that there was a kind of face on the squat ebon body, low down amid the several-jointed legs. The face peered up with a weird expression of doubt and inquiry; and terror crawled through the veins of the bold huntsman as he met the small, crafty eyes that were circled about with hair."
Clark Ashton Smith, The Seven Geases

"I found names and familiar ones, awful descriptions and mere hints of terror unimaginable in accounts of Yig, the terrible snake-god, of Atlach-Nacha of the spider-shape, of Gnoph-Hek, the "hairy thing" otherwise known as Rhan-Tegoth, of Chaugnar Faugn, the vampiric "feeder", of the hell-hounds of Tindalos, which prowl the the angles of time, and again and again of the monstrou Yog-Sothoth, the "All-in-One and One-in-All", whose deceptive disguise is as a congeries of iridescent globes concealing the primal horror beneath."
H.P. Lovecraft & August Derleth, The Lurker At the Threshold


Monday, September 26, 2011

WHITE APE

WHITE APE
"In a rational age like the eighteenth century it was unwise for a man of learning to talk about wild sights and strange scenes under a Congo moon; of the gigantic walls and pillars of a forgotten city, crumbling and vine-grown, and of damp, silent, stone steps leading interminably down into the darkness of abysmal treasure-vaults and inconceivable catacombs. Especially was it unwise to rave of the living things that might haunt such a place; of creatures half of the jungle and half of the impiously aged city—fabulous creatures which even a Pliny might describe with scepticism; things that might have sprung up after the great apes had overrun the dying city with the walls and the pillars, the vaults and the weird carvings."

"Most of the Jermyns had possessed a subtly odd and repellent cast, but Arthur’s case was very striking. It is hard to say just what he resembled, but his expression, his facial angle, and the length of his arms gave a thrill of repulsion to those who met him for the first time."

"Just what the white ape-like creatures could have been, Mwanu had no idea, but he thought they were the builders of the ruined city."
H.P. Lovecraft,
Facts Concerning the Late Arthur Jermyn and His Family


Friday, September 23, 2011

NIGHT-GAUNT

NIGHT-GAUNT
"Out of what crypt they crawl, I cannot tell, But every night I see the rubbery things, Black, horned, and slender, with membraneous wings, And tails that bear the bifid barb of hell."
H.P. Lovecraft, The Fungi From Yuggoth


"But Carter preferred to look at them than at his captors, which were indeed shocking and uncouth black things with smooth, oily, whale-like surfaces, unpleasant horns that curved inward toward each other, bat wings whose beating made no sound, ugly prehensile paws, and barbed tails that lashed needlessly and disquietingly. And worst of all, they never spoke or laughed, and never smiled because they had no faces at all to smile with, but only a suggestive blankness where a face ought to be. All they ever did was clutch and fly and tickle; that was the way of night-gaunts."
H.P. Lovecraft, Dream-Quest Of Unknown Kadath


Wednesday, September 21, 2011

THE REANIMATED

THE REANIMATED
"Holding with Haeckel that all life is a chemical and physical process, and that the so-called “soul” is a myth, my friend believed that artificial reanimation of the dead can depend only on the condition of the tissues; and that unless actual decomposition has set in, a corpse fully equipped with organs may with suitable measures be set going again in the peculiar fashion
known as life."


"A few persons had half seen it in the dark, and said it was white and like a malformed ape or anthropomorphic fiend."

"There was no sound, but just then the electric lights went out and I saw outlined against some phosphorescence of the nether world a horde of silent toiling things which only insanity—or worse—could create. Their outlines were human, semi-human, fractionally human, and not human at all—the horde was grotesquely heterogeneous."
H.P. Lovecraft, Herbert West-Reanimator


Tuesday, September 20, 2011

HUMANOID BIRD

HUMANOID BIRD
"32-As dinosaurs were once surpassed by mammals, so will man-mammal be surpassed by insect or bird—fall of man before the new race."
H.P. Lovecraft, Commonplace Book



Monday, September 19, 2011

MAGAH BIRD

MAGAH BIRD
"Around him he wrapped another blanket, for the nights are cold in Oriab; and when upon awaking once he thought he felt the wings of some insect brushing his face he covered his head altogether and slept in peace till roused by the magah birds in distant resin groves."
H.P. Lovecraft, Dream-Quest Of Unknown Kadath


Friday, September 16, 2011

YOG-BLOGSOTH IS THE GATE


I have a two items to post before the weekend. One, is that I have 2 weeks worth of drawings to go up starting Monday. That means two weeks of uninterrupted posting (that hasn't happened in a while). There will be some really odd creatures from the Commonplace Book as well as some staples that I've missed up until now and even some redrawings of old monsters. A certain spider god may be in the mix too...it's been a while since there were any Great Old Ones posted.


The second thing is that I just opened a store at Indiemerch. It's an experiment of sorts. There's only one of each print available and if they sell, we may make every single piece available as I post them. Check it out here.

The pieces available right now are Cthulhu, Ghatanothoa, Deep One, and Byakhee.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

BAT-WINGED DEVIL

BAT-WINGED DEVIL
"There were legends of a hidden lake unglimpsed by mortal sight, in which dwelt a huge, formless white polypous thing with luminous eyes; and squatters whispered that bat-winged devils flew up out of caverns in inner earth to worship it at midnight."
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call Of Cthulhu