Once upon a time, decades ago, I used to play around in my sketchbook with fantasy bugs. Last night I was trying out different ways of using my new rubber texture sheets (designed for silver clay impressions [cool tools], but repurposed for printing nicely), using a page from my pigment spill experiments that I wasn't as thrilled with. I am liking the result, but it wasn't congealing in my mind as a "thing". So this morning I poured a hot cup of tea, curled up and stared at the page. One of the print patterns began to look like a beetle's back. Do you see it too?