EXHIBIT A

OUR STORY

IT ALL STARTED BACK IN 1976, IN THE CITY OF…

…AND ONCE THEY LEFT THE BODY FARM, EVERYTHING BEGAN TO FALL INTO PLACE, AS THE IDEA FOR SERIAL KILLER ICONS BECAME A REALITY.

THE DESIGNER SPENT COUNTLESS HOURS GATHERING GROTESQUE FACTS, ARCHIVAL PHOTOGRAPHS, AND DIGITAL EPHEMERA, ENJOYING EVERY MOMENT ILLUSTRATING THE SICK AND TWISTED PAGES.…
AND NOW YOU CAN SHARE IN THE INSANITY.

WE HOPE YOU ENJOY IT MORE THAN DAVID FROM YONKERS FANCIED SAM’S DOG.

CONFESSION

WE UNDERSTAND THAT THIS IS NOT FOR EVERYBODY…

AS ARTISTS, WE SEE THE WORLD THROUGH A VISUALLY LAYERED LENS. THE DEPICTIONS FEATURED IN OUR BOOK PRESENT ICONOGRAPHY THAT WE FIND FASCINATING ON A CREATIVE LEVEL. WE CHALLENGED OURSELVES TO COMMUNICATE MULTIPLE LAYERS OF STORY-TELLING THROUGH SIMPLE YET SYMBOLIC RESPRESENTATION.

It’s not taken lightly that this is sensitive subject matter. Please know that we did not set out to cause direct offense to anyone, nor do we intend to cause harm. We apologize to those who find this site, the book, or all related content offensive in any way.

Last words

thank you.

YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. YOU KNOW WHO ‘WE’ ARE. IF YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW. JUST LIKE GRAHM CODER & TAMMY LEE. AND OUR FAVORITE HEROS WITHOUT CAPES: OG NICHOL AND NEIGHBOR NATE.

“It is love — friendship — that sustains us, even in the worst of times, under the worst of circumstances. Even when we have been driven mad. Even when we have killed. We still love. We are still worthy of love. We can still be loved.“

- Aileen Wuornos

WANT to interrogate, dEpose, cross-examine, or contact us?

last laugh

YOU ASSHOLES THINK YOU’RE PRETTY CLEVER… DON’T YOU? WELL, GET OFF OF YOUR HIGH HORSE BECAUSE THAT ACTUALLY IS AN ILLUSTRATION OF MS. AILEEN WUORNOS.

CHECK OUT OUR GRAPHIC EVOLUTION FROM THE COLOR PHOTO TO THE BLACK & WHITE POSTERIZED ARTWORK. THEN PLEASE — TAKE OUT YOUR TINY LITTLE VIOLIN AND PLAY A SAD SONG FOR YOURSELF. (OR YOU CAN LAUGH LIKE A MANIAC… WE DON’T CARE).

NOW GO POUND SAND YOU BUNCH OF JABRONIS. ALL OF YOU.

(pretty uncanny though…)