Well, I got given a bar for our front room by a friend, who said it used to belong to one of the Meteors. Having this boozy little slice of cocktail-shaking heaven in my home 'unfortunately' forced me to revisit all those lethal cocktails with weird, evocative names, and after leafing through a copy of beachbum berry's grog log, I was inspired to do a set of prints. I was also inspired by my complaining liver, which suggested I should find something to keep me away from the rum for a while. It didn't work. Hic.
Here are the first 3:
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