This is what happens when a body painter pays homage to Stan Winston’s memorable PREDATOR.
I first saw Predator in theaters when I was seven years old. Closing my eyes was not enough to curb my fear of this hunter. The sound of his intense heat vision had me curling my toes and gripping the arm rests.
As a result, I’ve grown up abnormally cultivating the mentality to do this fan art.
Come on… Come on! Do it! Do it! Come on. Come on! Kill me! I’m here! Kill me! I’m here! Kill me! Come on! Kill me! I’m here! Come on! Do it now! Kill me!