Seriously, how fucking cool is this guy’s stuff? He uses friends and family (how game is pigtailed little precious, eh?) to pose for his fake movie still designs. The only Photoshopping he does is a little color correction here and there. Everything else is as you see it: creepy fog, killer clowns, baby eating wolves – it’s a friggin’ brochure for paradise, if you ask me.

What I like the most is his approach. “I think of my photographs as pieces of candy.” And they are – beautiful and irresistible, even if deep down inside you know they’re not good for you. You can purchase his stuff from his website, and I swear if I didn’t need every penny right now I’d be buying these up for family and friends. Okay, and maybe one for myself.

More than just great looking, creepy photos, Hoffine is clearly a fan of horror. You can tell by the little touches he adds that bring home the chills – the human hand, the framed portraits, the classic domestic settings – they all scratch at our vulnerability. He says himself that horror is attractive in the way that it “tells us that our belief in security is delusional”. Placing his monsters in the “security” of our family homes shows no mercy to our fragile existence, but he does it with such Technicolor panache, it’s forgiven. I’ve always thought that great horror is beautiful. And Hoffine seems to agree.

In my stories, I try and give my sources of dread and doom as much respect as I would give my leading man and lady. I think it’s essential to getting inside my reader’s mind and under their skin. I do my best to “light” the bloodiest wound as carefully and lovingly as I would the most glamorous close-up, and I think it works.

You can click on the pics for an enlarged version. Oh, and read what is spelled in the blocks. Sweeeet. >:^)