It was so much fun doing this piece and lettering the accompanying words! It reminds me of the campfires I used to have in school.
I don’t suppose I have ever had proper s’mores. Proper as in, I always imagined s’mores should be consumed next to a roaring fireplace or in front of a blazing campfire, both ideally in cold climate.
Like this. (Source: Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson)
Well. We don’t get winter here, for better or for worse, and I had trouble finding graham crackers in local supermarkets. Darren got a pack of marshmallows and we toasted them over an open flame. On the stove. In our kitchen.
That’s ok. Oftentimes it’s the company that matters the most.