I knit on..

...as Venom lay dying at arm's length. It was tragic. Truly.

Originally, I was gonna brag on all the super fantastic knitting I've gotten done in the last month or my sudden shift back into figure drawing, but how could I compete with such an inspired staging left for me by my child? It did strike me, however, that this is a bit like a cat dropping a dead bird at your feet. Hmmm.....