A new nightmare. Tilf and Boo the cat try to sleep in the face of broken teeth and fear.

So I have issues with nightmares. But recently I have had no dreams at all. Which is weird, kind of nice, but a bit weird. But last night, it was like a competition to give me the worst nightmare for a long time. At least trying to compete with the cartoon zombies. (For explanation, see Nightmare of life!)
I think it almost won. But I don’t want it to know, in case it tries to out-do itself tonight. Continue reading


Trash toys, hope and care. Tilf and Trick examine a new world of lost dignity.

For some time we haven’t done a full serious piece, but today, I saw something that made me so angry I had to. I had to wonder, and I ask you to wonder with me. Continue reading