After another disappointing day of seeing nothing in the mail slot but an invoice and some junk mail, I went off seeking distraction.
I’ve lost my way. Gone are the days of Hunter And The Hunted and the like.
I am less and less inclined to call it “art” without the quotation marks. They make a fairly permanent accompaniment to the word these days.
Towards the end I wanted to make it something vaguely Christmassy – hence the background.