i have to keep explaining to my kids that she is not killing him–just banishing him.
i was raised catholic. one of the stained glass windows in my small town church was of michael the archangel banishing satan. it has kind of stuck with me all these years. and here it is representing my character’s conflicted relationship–and, in that, expressing my own angst with my own fucked up relationship.
i am also working on a piece titled “the return of dusty knickers”…he will finally enter the story as something other than a flashback and in the dna evidence of mojo’s kids. what will happen next? i honestly don’t know. if you know what i have been going through…there will probably be another woman and a whole lot of ugliness…. at least mojo can take out her frustrations on the zombies….
i have to go to my art class critique in a few minutes. this is part of it. as well as my completed gift to fidgit–the wooly bear mammoth.