AND of course thanks to my dear Joanna Wecht for printing half of this run with moi in a couple of late night poster printing rock-a-thons. The heat in that poster room was thick! Seriously, it was warm.
Lord Cyber Guybur..
You remind me of R. Crumb's noodly brother.. Every piece you draw claims you deeper into the abyss..
Dont ever stop! my only fear is that one day you will be swallowed up by the madness..
If so, can I have your brain for my collection...
Sir Burwell's skill makes me weep in despair and declare to my own hands "you fruitless lumps of flesh, why do you not create such mastery!?" Then I have a snifter of absinthe and a pipe and all is well.