It's an undead couple. The women is pregnant. Oh, how I love to draw skeletons! :) Normally undead can't create life, but mine can. It have a prize; the undead I imagine live like 'normal' humans, and can die of age or wounds. The title is a pun between l'Amour (love) and La Morte (death) And to you who think it's sick with a baby skeleton: If the parents are skeletons, then the baby must be a skeleton, right? It's actually very practical. The mother and the father takes a small bone from their body, presumebly the little fingers outer joint. Actually, it don't have to be a female and a male sceleton, as long as they are two full-grown sceletons it will work. By a magical process, the two bones mend together and creates a little ball of bones. The bone embryo starts to grow in a safe surrounding. It doesn't have to be under the mothers ribcage, it could as well be under the faters ribs or in their head or behind thier shoulders, just as long as it stays close to one of the parents to drain some of the grown-ups life energy. By tradition, it's placed where the belly should be. When the fetus is big enough to live on it's own, the parents just pluck it out. Voila, you're know the happy parent of a baby skeleton. No blood, no screaming, no painkillers and no stitches. Made 2004.