16 Make No Bones About It

What Fools These Mortals Be

I’ll make no bones about it. Fools these mortals be, with their petty squabbles and their disregard for reason. Makes a shave-pate monk-saint wonder how all will end, after the last canticle is sung, the last candle mass is wrung.


Digital watercolor. Wet tilt inker, wamazing wax resist and 500 Giant wash.