14. Nalbo, Gathered In

This an illustration from a booklet I painted a while ago. Seemed appropriate for the chapter
14. Nalbo, Gathered In

This an illustration from a booklet I painted a while ago. Seemed appropriate for the chapter
Me—Mog—trying to figure out what I’m supposed to be looking at …
Usually there are birds in there. Flitting and flying. Twittering and chirping.
Sometimes we look at mice or squirrels. When they run out of the picture I get worried amd have to check for them under the couch.

This is the kind of delivery van that Maeve drives, but then a purely mechanical model. Hers is definitely older and with more wear and tear seeing her roads are largely unmade country roads.

I can’t believe how well this watercolor sketch I did a few years ago illustrates an alien cloning bath. The warmth with steam rising in the left foreground, the bleak winter weather in the background.

Photo by Christopher Walker from Krakow, Poland – A group of llamas graze by the side of the road in Bolivia, CC BY 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=3784916
Although this isn’t the brand of golden syrup I know from my teen years in Australia, the tin is the same design. The rim is to stop drips similar to a paint can. Used as a receptacle to drink from, it needs a hole in the rim, or you’ll be spilling it both sides of your mouth.
