The Swarling Black Mable, unfolded

For a long time now, I have had dreams and nightmares of black ooze. I have tried to embrace it… somewhat to address the visions and somewhat because, well… it is a neat vision. Perhaps it is some Jungian bit that is easily explainable, or at least a common dream. Either way, I have worked it into my comic The Surplus Bio-Freaks, into my ink work, and, heck, this site, “Swarling...