Chase the compressed, black cylinder around the frozen surface.
On the first night of the strike,
Owen went to the market.
Sound
He rose to thunderous applause only to strike his head on a floating letter “W”.
It is true, and this letter was trying to tell him something, but the force of the blow, coming as it did during a moment of great ego satisfaction, seemed to affect her ability to follow rational linear narrative forms. And this is why War and Peace was very slow to read indeed.
So(un)d Art from Draw[ing]
It is always fun to visit projects in other studios. One never knows what one might find.