Workers of the old idea factory seem to be taking a rather extended vacation. As such I’ve starved you lot of visual stimuli for maybe too long. I fear you may soon forget about me.
So here we go, let’s visit outer space together – metaphorically speaking of course – some good old-fashioned escapism.
‘I May Not Know Where I’m Going, Babe’
Like the title of this work in progress suggests, I’m not sure where or how far I’m going to take this. It’s starting to grow on me somewhat though, so we’ll see. I definitely want to add something more.. but what?