Inktober is a source of normalcy for me. It’s a great way to enforce a routine of art and engagement even if I don’t stick to it every year. Maybe I should impose other ones in the interest of more regular posts?
Maybe
Anyway, the theme today was Poisonous, meaning hazardous to consumption. So what better way than the idea of personified, abstract capital consuming subtypes of the working class? To its ultimate downside?
As ham fisted as any political cartoon I guess.
Wheeler's Place 