Celebrating with guns...

This weekend 2 major things happened: 20 years since the fall of the Berlin Wall, and 30 years since the rise of my beautiful sister. Sis celebrated it by throwing a gangster party at my parents place. For the napkins I drew half a hundred individual tiny guns for the dining gangsters. These I found left on the floor after the dust settled and the dusk arrived:


And these are my parents: Tuts and Scarface on the stairs of a glorious Evening...