This is a digital painting of Gill Broussard. He is an outsider, a fringe historian, a researcher, closet scientist and sculptor of air molecules. He has made a living by writing books and talking about cosmic doom, the end times and Nibiru on the Radio. I find his parables of doom and their relation to Biblical “history” to be riveting and comforting somehow. Nothing is more comfy than taking a sleeping pill and curling up in bed and drifting off to sleep while listening to his soft Cajun drawl paint Boschian images of Hell and imminent cosmic doom in the mind’s eye. I know he is 100% wrong but I like to pretend that the world is as cool and mysterous as he describes it.