
Last night, I dreamed of a mysterious book store with previously unknown books by Hunter Thompson and
Ralph Steadman. One was about California, another about true crime, and the third was a massive boxed trilogy called
Varmints, presumably about evil-doers throughout history. The best part of the dream was leafing through the California volume because it contained these Steadman pieces completely invented by my dream state. Some were pictures, others captions. One was even torn, which upset me greatly.
I have a number of books illustrated by Steadman, including editions of George Orwell's Animal Farm and Robert Louis Stevenson's Treasure Island (my favorite book as a boy). Here are the front and back pieces from each:



