Perhaps it's overkill,
all this Death at the Circus imagery, but here's my 50th post in that series. (I have a small batch of other good ones, but perhaps because of timing or tone, they failed to show up here on Drawger.) The act of creating these drawings about the circus-like craziness of life and the ever present spectre of death anchors me in some way. I also believe that publishing them here creates a similar balm that soothes my soul. Making drawings is, of course the main thing, but putting them out into the world seems to be a fitting coda to the process. If the series of drawings seem redundant, as I'm sure they do to some, I can only offer a sincere apology.