Morph the Orph

Diciembre has been surreal

Some sketches from the last month of last year to christen this one with.

Diciembre back with a roar, folk worry more for their own whacky silliness than the neighborhood they buy their food in, just delightfully dadaesque lovely ugliness blossoming everywhere. So sad.

Let them eat cake, urinal cake that is…

The sweet smell of cake on the hoof….

duo Ahhhhhh