PERSONAL ILLUSTRATION, 2017
In a small cottage at the edge of a vast forest, a witch stands over a steaming black cauldron. Grabbing a handful of mushrooms from a table, she quickly throws them in and begins to stir.
As it bubbles and boils, her crow familiar hops down from a nearby bookshelf and lands gently on her shoulder, inspecting the scene. "What are you making now?" it asks "potions? poisons? A remedy of some kind?" She taps her wooden spoon against the rim of the pot and smiles.
"It's chilli" she replies.