They're not the greatest (alas, poor deformed nubile youth!)
but I remember doodling these at work, some time in the 90s.
Although tearing up my writing is something I frequently do,
I tend to hold on to the doodles, because they're easier to look at.
I think these were inspired by Aubrey Beardsley's wonderful
illustrations for Oscar Wilde's poetry that I was reading at the time.
Oscar and I go way back. He was my safe place many many
many years ago. But that's another story.