I guess even Evil Unicorns get old – been much in the hospitals of late, visiting it more often than flies around the rubbish bin.

I say a lot of it comes down to life outside of just physical nourishment. It is all about emotional and loving nourishment too. And since my beloved “Dark Druid” has passed, I have been starving of that side. Something of me died in 2014. But my love for peril still keeps me alive, despite me moving from place to place, with no known address at times.

I thank people for their kindness where I can. But it was a long way from the days I used to create art.