by Cyanocorax - uploaded on September 7, 2020, 9:05 pm
Once there was a teeny weeny painter who worked as a typographic ornament sometime around the year 1900. Eventually he became obsolete and got very very sad. However, one day he was found, scanned and traced. He did not mind because he understood that this way he could get back to being useful.
So here he is again, smoking his pipe and walking carelessly towards a place only he knows.