Sacrifice

No one ever thinks that it could happen to them. Life was good: decent job, loving spouse, and good friends and family. Then, when you least expect it, you find yourself hoisted upon a cold, hard alter. Ghoulish fiends, minions of your dark mistress, pin you down. A corpulent, damp hand slithers into your pocket and seizes hold of your wallet. Tearing your pocket with ruthless enthusiasm, wads of green dollars, credit cards, and tarnished bits of pocket change vanish into the sacrificial fires. One fiend leans in and whispers, “More, she demands it.” And you wonder, what did I do wrong? How did my life become this nightmare?! And, in your heart, you know there is no end to it.





As my friends and family know, I have several hours a week were I am a captive audience of sorts. I can’t work on the Queen or other “must do” items on my daily to-do list. However, I can occasionally pull out my sketchbook and pocket watercolor set to pass the time. Over the last couple of years, a series of Devil Queen related cartoons have emerged. I’ve never considered myself a cartoonist, and I didn’t consciously set out to make a series. It just happened. At the urging of friends and family, I’ve decided to share a few on the blog.

This cartoon/picture was painted several months back, and I would like to refer you back to the “Open Letter to the Devil Queen” post and comments section. Brenda’s comment, “Beg all you want… nothing will placate her bloodlust but offerings of burnt cash wads,” was just too perfect. I can only assume she has been look through my sketchbooks. Perhaps she’s clairvoyant? In any case, I am suspicious.

For the rest of you who are not actively spying on me, enjoy.