Rick's Cafe. Near the Casablanca Spaceport, by way of Interzone and the Library of Babel. An interior illustration for a forthcoming Rocketship Empires: 1936 sourcebook.
April may be the cruelest month, but it does have a peculiar appeal. I dedicate this particular heap of broken images to the memory of old friends and the ways they make things new again.
Note to self: An oblique reference to Borges and the spark of the divine hidden within exhaustive permutation should probably count as mature content, but not in the way that the submission form means.