The next piece, made in Manchester, commented on the Star Wars Missile Program. It featured our leaders Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher.

My scheme was to make Thatcher then Reagan as independent portraits to cash in on the early morning conservative/republican dime. Later that day smoke and missiles were added, floating our leaders heads in a kind of battlefield haze. Interestingly during that hour or two when the image morphed from one politic to the other there was a distinct lull in the flow of appreciation. The final touch was to make an intercontinental-ballistic missile actually breaking the mural's frame, as if on its way up Market Street, aimed towards Manchester's Picadilly business and commuter district. I think my point was, this would suck. The late afternoon crowd generously agreed.

I always liked Reagan's expression of delight. He seems thrilled by the launch of the nuclear warheads like a little boy watching fireworks.