*Two glasses sit upon a table. Harvey Escher pours water from a jug into the first glass. The second remains empty for a moment until he adjusts the light at …

A diorama sits upon a table where we find Harvey Escher inspecting his creation. “Let’s make a scene” The diorama shows a small boat, floating upon a seemingly endless expanse …

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” [Harvey Escher sits, a snowglobe resting carefully in his hands. He gazes in beyond the glass.] “A Winter Wonderland I call it. The perfect little world within …

I dislike shooting people. I find the blade a much more personal touch. A knife is simple; it is sharp. You stick the pointy end into soft flesh and you …

The careful, meticulous paintbrush of Harvey Escher dabs a touch of black paint onto his latest creation. A black rabbit stands on its hind legs, reaching out towards a crown …

“Don’t poke the bear, they told me. Stay out of its way and you’ll survive just fine down here.” “Keep your head down and stay out of trouble.” “Hahahahaha!” “If …

Amidst the chaos of Deathrow, the sound of classical music casts a contrasting backdrop. Harvey Escher sits, meticulously forming the diorama of a monstrous creature that sits within a battered room. …

One of my masterpieces called me a broken man just before she died. She’d been trying to get through to me, hoped till her dying breath that I could be …