I never posted this masterpiece. So many years have gone by and this slug has sat in my gallery, contemplating his cruel fate. Poor guy.
This goes back to a story my then manager had told me about a time she had the urge to put salt on a slug and it just slowly looked up at her sadly as if asking why she would do that, and that memory haunts her to this day, I'm sure. I just thought I'd share this wonderful piece of art.