That first pic kind of reminds me of Frank Miller’s work, but it’s the third image that really is typical of Dave Cooper’s demented style of illustration. He’s got a sort of push-me-pull-you, opposites attract thing going on, where the pieces are both attractive and repellent at the same time. On an acid trip, I probably wouldn’t want to be stuck in a gallery with his paintings overnight. But then… well… maybe I would…
