Monday, 3 March 2008

They do not understand the urgency of life.

I-might-as-well-be-talking-

(In the collection of my therapist, Brighton)

6 comments:

Ellis Nadler said...

Harrow or Harrow-on-Hill? or Weald? We need to know.

Fern said...

The Therapist does seem to have a bit of Gabriel about him....

Prozacville said...

Equidistant between Kenton, Queensbury and Northwick Park.

Debra Kay said...

I'm in awe. I've never been able to solve anyone else's problems AND take a big dump at the same time. My super powers are limited. I can however, talk to myself and take a dump-don't need a therapist for that.

the therapist said...

This is marvellous!

Of course, some would make much of the scatology, others would concern themselves at the self positioning involved, and a few would express interest in the comic form itself, always a way of expressing fear and yet, as for myself, I simply honour the obscenity, exquisite in itself.

regards.

Mr Blister said...

Hello there,
Thank you for visiting my blog and commenting. I've enjoed reading Prozacville - so much so that I have created a small graphical link (using part of your original art)on my blog.
http://strange-games.blogspot.com/
chin chin!

Montegue