“All troops gather round the catapult, no we’re not flinging a boulder at the enemy today we’ve got something extra special up our sleeves. Or – should I say – up our noses.

In it goes! That’s it everyone, empty your noses into the big bowl thing! The more the merrier. Dry or wet, it doesn’t matter. We need to get a good solid SOUP going here.”

~later, over enemy lines, we see an enemy army, standing still, entire bodies dripping with snot~

Enemy leader: That’s disgusting.

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Back in visual art land: I’ve continued working on the sky in this landscape. Firming up the blue, and adding a hint of an aqua green to the horizon. Once it’s up to the right level of darkness, I’ll either burnish it or start on the mid-ground. Catch you next time :)