The little OctoCutie clutched its bag full of candy tightly as it cautiously approached the creepy house. Its eight small arms trembled slightly, but the costume—a vintage cat mask—glowed softly in the moonlight. The house loomed tall and twisted, shadows creeping across the porch, and a single pumpkin eerily beckoning him to come closer. With one brave step after another, the OctoCutie reached the door, lifted a timid tentacle, and gave a polite knock. The chilling wind whispered through the trees, but the promise of candy kept the OctoCutie’s hope alive.
Acrylic painting on live edge wood with glow accents
Approx. 16” x 13”
The little OctoCutie clutched its bag full of candy tightly as it cautiously approached the creepy house. Its eight small arms trembled slightly, but the costume—a vintage cat mask—glowed softly in the moonlight. The house loomed tall and twisted, shadows creeping across the porch, and a single pumpkin eerily beckoning him to come closer. With one brave step after another, the OctoCutie reached the door, lifted a timid tentacle, and gave a polite knock. The chilling wind whispered through the trees, but the promise of candy kept the OctoCutie’s hope alive.
Acrylic painting on live edge wood with glow accents
Approx. 16” x 13”
