Flabbergastingly

I'm not entirely certain how I feel about this:


Yep, that's right. Hieronymus Bosch action figures. Guaranteed to creep your shit out. I am unable to decipher how one would order 'em from that page, but London's National Gallery also sports a small selection of them.

There's something so...indecent yet intriguing about the thought of playing around with, say, The Garden of Earthly Delights collection. I can't decide if it would be less disturbing or more disturbing than the actual painting. Bosch is one of very few painters whose work genuinely unnerves & unsettles me, which I actually love, but I don't think I'd want one of these in my house. My dreams are crazy enough without throwing in a human-pooping devil nightmare mega-mix.