Deep in the ocean, the angler fish just sort of hangs out and waits for you to float down so she can eat your feet and the backs of your knees. Like super fast. No sunlight gets to where she lurks, so she has a nifty little light on top of her head to lure in prey. Like you. (Yes, you would have to float down two miles. OK.)
Oil on wood, 5 x 9″ Lisa Gloria
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