Thought I’d whip up this sketch in honor of Chilean poet Pablo Neruda’s birthday.
Game of Thrones is all about winter coming, and I write this, I’m most displeased with the New York City summer humidity. Nevertheless, what a swell quote: you can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.
I’m choosing to read this within the context of all the discord, division, and violence we’re seeing and feeling here in the US and across the word. I want to think that with every beautiful flower that gets lopped off, we’re still somehow propelling toward a brighter future.
This video, which y’all have probably seen by now, reinforces this hope — look what happens when two opposing protest groups in Dallas agree to talk.
Peace to all,