(Black biro on a 125mm x 75mm notecard) He'll be fine as long as he keeps talking. Luckily for him, he can arse-on about that crap forever and so just keep out of reach of the bollocks monsters.
(HB pencil on a 87mm x 139mm postcard) Every leap year day, the residents of toon world go batshit crazy and indulge themselves, because it's the only day when they can really get hurt.
(fineliner pen on the back of a 55mm x 85mm business card) I accidently shredded this piece. It was a nice little drawing on the back of a business card, so it was annoying to lose it.
(black biro on 74mm x 105mm card) When there were more pubs, you'd see many a wandering drunk around the streets at chucking out time. Zombie-like beings with only a strange homing-pigeon instinct left as intelligence.
"The guy in 4 C? No one sees him much. I think his name is Sheldon but ain't nobody knows his last name. Carrie...in 5C, says he's a telemarketer er sumthin' like that. He just stays in there all the time. Makes his calls and watches that t.v. Late into t
Un dibujo realizado en el museo de Frida Khalo en la ciudad de México.
Una reunión de las mascaras que se encuentran a lo largo de la casa, ese día me enteré que se les suelen llamar Judas
