Roger Thornhill — Characters

A ceramic bowl split into a saffron half and a charcoal half joined by a gold seam on a grey background. — Original artwork

I may go back to hating you. It was more fun.

Roger Thornhill

A pale smiling mask appears to melt into teal wax beside a small gold pin on cream ground. — Original artwork

In the world of advertising, there’s no such thing as a lie. There’s only expedient exaggeration.

Roger Thornhill

An amber bottle and an empty wooden chair on opposite ends of a small seesaw against a dark background. — Original artwork

No. No, Mother, I have not been drinking. No. No. These two men, they poured a whole bottle of bourbon into me. No, they didn’t give me a chaser.

Roger Thornhill

A small dark leather briefcase stands slightly open with a glossy red ribbon spilling over its edge. — Original artwork

Now you listen to me, I’m an advertising man, not a red herring. I’ve got a job, a secretary, a mother, two ex-wives and several bartenders that depend upon me, and I don’t intend to disappoint them all by getting myself “slightly” killed.

Roger Thornhill