I’ve got a cold, and I don’t feel much like writing tonight… It’s not the worst cold in the world, but it’s persistent. I’ve spent the majority of the past two days laying here in bed, coughing up the lining of my throat, and watching episodes of Columbo on my laptop. And, as I’m just now starting to taste blood, I’ll probably be doing the same again tomorrow.
So, I’ve been laying here for a few days now, in the same soiled clothes, alternating bites of cold turkey and grapefruit, and occasionally picking up my Krampus mask to work on. I don’t want to give too much away, but here, if you’re curious about the mask, is a drawing that I did a few days ago, before the sickness jumped out from the shadows and grabbed me by the throat.
Mine is the one at the bottom, on the left. It’s evolved a bit since I drew it here, but it still has two eyes, and holes from which to accept food and air. The other drawings are some of Linette’s ideas. I like the one on the top right, which, I’m told, would have involved her covering her head in hot glue and rolling it around in a bucket of graham cracker crumbs.
Speaking of the big Krampus event, I’ll probably have a few last minute details to share with you in a day or two, so stay tuned.
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I like the onion headed girl in the bottom right.
I would totally go an see a band called Beaded Phlegm.
I think it’s a sprouting clove of garlic.
Let me know if you still aren’t feeling well tonight, and I’ll drop off a stack of Playgirls for you to read in bed.
Would it be possible to make a ski mask out of phlegm and sequins? Has anyone attempted it?
I love you so much, Mark Maynard, that I would like the spangled phlegm from your body.