GoodNews

Far too long since I did anything in Illustrator. So I mended my wayward ways with this. Think of it as a little piece of wishful thinking, a modest attempt at sympathetic magic. I neither live in a cave, nor do I have any need to invoke bison or fallow deer. If I need food all I have to do is walk down the shops. But my vestigial hunter's soul still longs for the Big Game, it does, poor thing. It also longs for some justice, a modicum of groovy righteousness and merry retribution. But there's none to be had; not here, not now, not by me, worse luck. So, it's up to the Ineffable Black Goat of the Foggy Woods of My Mind to enact the reckoning. And for the Flowerettes to rejoice and celebrate Milady's exploits. Cheers