I'm not sure where this is headed. I'm not certain why I painted this. What I can say is that it depicts a marriage in the city of slimes. Their king, the Universal Rundle, a blob of such high esteem that he was granted the name of a particularly successful urinal, has been wed to a giant fertility goddess from the world above. The tiny town of the slimes rises in the background, and on the city streets some well dressed oozes rejoice.

This is a step toward something, I know it.

acrylic on paper.