What is it with me and bizarre storybook imagery? Seriously, I cannot seem to get enough. These lithographs, with chine-collé, are by the multi-talented Peregrine Honig. What I love about them are the soft, delicate backgrounds combined with the bold, somewhat disturbing characters. A bear that is clearly up to no good. Kids with antlers hanging around in their underpants. Little Red Riding Hood wielding an axe and a pretty decent bikini tan… is it morally wrong that I love these?