I don't know why I did it. It all made sense at the time. I mean, c'mon, semi-boneless mannikin people are cool, and everyone likes circuses, and it didn't take me too long to do the first one so about two days later I did the second, and then the third just seemed to follow on, and then I thought 'Hey, horses!' and finished the set in a mad sprint through a single rendition of Jack Off Jill's Sexless Demons And Scars (And was actually finished in time to listen to 'Angels Fuck, Devils Kiss').

And I like them too much.

I'm considering making decent sized prints (Poster size, that is) of these on cream coloured paper, signing them and having them framed, and selling them as a set on E-bay or at the next arts festival I visit. But nothing may come of this, unless someone rich pokes me.