Howdy all,

I have been in Denver working on my largest mural yet (20x100 feet!), and now that it has come to fruition, Im going to round out my summer by having an art show this friday, the 20th, at Sims Photographics, 2760 Downing St, 7-11 pm. 30 new works on paper that I have made over the last year out at RISD. Come by, bring your frayns, meet cool people, see some work.

The old man they had searched so long for was dead when they found him. Among the usual tools of magic (a brick of glass, dice of all sizes, jars of beetles wings, tears, and candy corn, cheap cardboard prism glasses and alcoholic chocolates) was an ancient scrap of textured paper, what looked like the last dissolving remnant of some deathless illustrated tome from another time that read:

"The needle of a compass spinning dizzyingly, choosing to speak in many languages. Skip easily across tenuous bridges between illogical structures, slip comfortably into a familiar unreal. With hidden smile, braced against thunderous onslaught, we write our myth with a thousand faces pointed outward."