Don’t get comfortable, you deadites! Lurch on over to the stage and feast your optical nerves upon this grinning turnip! Happy, are we? The purplish, wrinkled skin is punctuated by two empty sockets. What? Don’t believe me? Have a look…go on…if you dare! A depressed nose sinks above a toothless grin—go ahead and ask yourselfContinue reading “Carver Contest 2016: Death-eating Grin”