'Ello & welcome to the world of Bunkwaa. You have found a porthole into a slippery, lucidly strange realm. A dis-enchanted/enchanted place, which once t'was an endless fountain of candy & mint. Now, a wasteland. Filled with prisons, Its inhabitants gather all their creative strength to fight those who have shackled them. They draw or scratch pictures on the walls; allowing their souls find away to express the angish inside. Their minds and self reflective nature making them stronger and brighter in the cold dark shadows. For they are artist and have seen the brightest lights. It is a light strong enough to see a way out off the prisons. Some of these creatures find their way into our realm. You may have found one on the street. And incase you do come across one, a warning: though they seem cute and cuddly, don't be fooled they have fangs and claws. Like the mythological beasts and monsters they have an arrangement of odd miss matched body parts. They're unpredictable in nature like the workings of a mind. Their stories, like fairy tales mirror the fragments of the human psyche. Like freudian gremlins they love to tinker with the mind. It must also be said, that they are growing in number. Like a flood these creatures are everywhere. They can be found on the street or your in home, in lounge rooms and bedrooms. So keep a keen eye out for them. Be sure to use all you wits when dealing with them, and if you're lucky enough, they might just share some of that bright light with you. |




