The air hits the fan

Might be time to go inside for a while

Remember that hovercraft fantasy?

Which one of us is having it now?

Doorway of my dreams

I want to remember you like this forever

Wisdom in the field

Hey, you see our shadows? They're retractable

There's a problem

With the dressing room mirror

An entourage

Should always include two hand signallers

and someone to carry the fruit

Out of the blue

That's when they always loom into view

Your kindling

Has been requisitioned

Meandering heads

And the people licensed to drive them

Currently active

Maybe you could come back when this picture is less busy

Squid Caravan Park

Authentic holiday experiences, indefinite stays a specialty

Hat, rabbit

Small black hole

My dust

Is your dust

They only go down

They couldn't possibly go up

as well as down

could they?

Brief

Changing?

Yup

Blue Bird

Mynde ye the guy wyth the syde eye

Black Hat

They say his head is full of happy thoughts

In the lonely lounge

The last two inhabitants were absorbed in their thought patterns

On the way to the crisis talks

I thought I saw a fellow traveller

And so he set off

To follow his own light