This drawing is inspired by a dream, dreamt by Jacob, the son of my friend Laynie. Here are a few lines, as transcribed by Laynie:
I was a six-legged llama fighting human-sized cats.
We fought in a restaurant surrounded by empty space.
My only weapons are ladies and butter knives.
“ladies” was actually “ladles” which makes more since, but I misread it.
jdawg says
mini tennis rad
Deborah says
wonderful.
Roechelle says
I LOVE IT! Oh, and I like that the only weapons are "ladies." Makes me feel powerful. ha!