I walked over and looked closer at the statue of the goddess. She was wearing a headdress with a skull and a cobra and a crescent moon. Maybe this is what peace of mind was all about: having a poisonous snake on your head and smiling anyway.
If the book is true, it will find an audience that is meant to read it.
Connecticut is in my blood.
As my early drawings warned me, where humans go, lions and tidal waves follow.
When I was a kid... I needed to belong.
With destruction comes renovation.