Sometimes, I Think The Only Art Left

I Think Of Images As An Immune System And A Transit System.

But Paper And Ink Have Conjuring Abilities Of Their Own. Arrangements Of Lines And Shapes, Of Letters And Words On A Series Of Pages Make A World We Can Dwell And Travel In.

Dear Anyone Who Finds This, Do Not Blame The Drugs.

At The Center Of Everything We Call 'the Arts,' And Children Call 'play,' Is Something Which Seems Somehow Alive.

Cartoonist Was The Weirdest Name I Finally Let Myself Have. I Would Never Say It. When I Heard It I Silently Thought, What An Awful Word.