I have been thinking quite a bit about language lately. Especially the English language. For as "common" as it seems to many ill-educated miscreants, English is a beautiful mixture of Latin, German, and Greek. For example, if I were to say that your 'character' was beyond reproach, then I'd have to pour libations to Dionysus. And if I were to assert - correctly - that 'the proper elocution of language is an art perfected by Latin," then I would cede the wine to Bacchus, instead (the joke being that Dionysus and Bacchus are the same god, one being the Greek iteration and the other the Roman incarnation)! And who can forget the Germanic contributions to our language in the eloquent and laconic statement: 'me hungry, want cow'.

And on that note, what ever happened to the use of the Greek pantheon in horror? At the turn of the 19th century, you could find the Greek pantheon and the various associated monsters making all manner of mischief and chaos in the pages a "penny dreadful." Arthur Machen's "The Great God Pan" comes to mind (and did you know that the Great God Pan is dead?), but Lord Dunsany wrote several short stories that prominently feature Zeus and his ilk in a more menacing light. We gotta bring that back. Pan also showed up for a bit to push socialist concepts in "The Plea of Pan," which is actually a damned good read.

And now that you've read this far, maybe you're interested in hearing about commissions, eh? Well, I've seldom taken them and I probably never will again. The second I start drawing something I didn't think about, I instantly wish I was drawing something I concocted myself.

Alright, ramble over. Take care!