I love his art-- it's been one of my recent obsessions. I just got some of his books, and they're great- poignant, cute, sassy.
Who knew he's also a poet, in addition to painter?
Here's some text from his book of drawings titled "Nobody knows":
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From the expanding wachtower
of my frontal lobe,
My thoughts race beyond the dream
mountains to the wide-open wilderness
Where a wafer moon gently melts
In the midst of the milk-white fog
a dog spins around and around
Boarding a plane on the pier of
my heart,
A transfusion line flies off,
Sightseeing its way towards that dog
If the gathered past becomes
the present,
Then perhaps the fragment of
the imploding now that is the dog,
is me, is you, as well
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