On the outside, it’s just weathered wood and rust. But when the door cracks open, the mask slips. This illustration is about that moment of realization—when the familiar peels back to reveal something sickly and wrong underneath.

The colors inside are too bright, too vertical. They vibrate against the rot of the doorframe.

Now part of a private collection.

Technical Details:

• Acrylic swipe
• Sakura Pigma pens
• India ink with drip pen
• 9×12 140lb cold press press