I was watching a documentary about Medieval Christian mysticism and the cult of the saints sounded a lot better than the cult of celebrity we are now expected to worship. Drogo is the patron saint of mental illness, coffee houses, sheep and unattractive people (I've illustrated him before the nasty accident he had on pilgrimage). More saints to follow.
So many seeds fail to germinate but we can still hope.
Laura Marling's Ghosts and the imagery in the lyrics kills me (no pun intended). I love the idea of us all forever living with the ghosts of lovers who have broken our hearts and who's hearts we've broken. But that it won't ever stop us from loving again. I had to illustrate it. The video also has super-cute animation.
