many things make a post

up with figs, what makes a family

Once upon a time, Lisa and Adrienne worked for the same alternative newsweekly. Now, both spend their respective days mining their creative souls and leading hermit-like lives. And so an idea was hatched. Every week, one would send the other a sketch - either in illustration or word form - and the other would make a companion sketch. The result would be posted on both their blogs every week, just for grins. Even if the result isn't award-worthy, the exercise might make both minds more nimble. Hopefully.


Bob. I need you to sit down for a minute. We need to talk. 

No, Bob. Now is exactly the right time. 

They aren’t real, Bob. Not even a little. 

Stuffed, Bob. Not with “love,” like you say every single time I point this out. With industrial fiber-fil. 

I’m not “against freedom,” Bob. I’m just worried about where this is going. You need to choose: me or the three penguins.


That was unexpected. And quick. I expected more mulling. And no I won’t scrape my own sticker off of your window. I never wanted to be part of this freak show in the first place, Bob.


Text ©Adrienne Martini; illustration ©Lisa Horstman. Until the end of time. Or something.


The comments to this entry are closed.