It comes as no surprise to me that images of the Crowman have begun to appear around the world, scrawled hastily on walls and in alleyways in furtive acts of prophecy.
Just to get his dark form out of the mind and onto a ‘canvas’ – whether it be cracked brickwork or a warped timber fence – must be a tremendous relief. I know from long, crushing experience what a burden the Crowman is to carry.
These are the latest pictures.
If you glimpse him out there – in a dream, in a poem or a diary – let me know. Perhaps you’ll find more images of him or meet him in the flesh. Don’t hesitate to contact me – the world needs to know…