This is an old postcard my brother gave me many years ago. No idea how old it is, or who the artist was, however I'm sure whoever engraved or etched it would be happy to know it is still enjoyed today.
Dvorak wrote serenades, as did Haydn and Mozart. Interesting snobbery concerning composers making a living by writing what the public wanted, the implied suggestion being the general public have inferior taste. Notes from a record cover.
Anybody could have done it, just a normal person who upped and left.
2000AD Monthly March 1989
Script : Alan Moore
Art : Ian Gibson
Lettering : Steve Potter
There ain’t much to mill work. The days just drag on and on. There ain’t much to leaving home till you finally cut the cord and know you’re gone. And there ain’t much to ice fishing till you miss a day or more And the hole you cut freezes over and it’s like you have never been there before. Bill Morrissey