Just try…..

……and drown me. I don’t swim. I walk.

Sing me a song……

….in my nest of hair.

There’s smoke here…..

…… somewhere.

Where there is smoke, there is fire in the belly.

Witches in the sticks

The first part is me painting in real time because I forgot to do time lapse. Then the second half I kick in.

Watch me make garbage before your eyes.

Working on some new witches

I keep getting drawn in to drawing those baby eaters.

I’d rather them, that the politicians we have. I include those billionaires posing as ordinary folk.