The neo-minimalist etchings of Ezra question their own raison d'etre. Are they visual tropes? Self-conscious (self-mocking/self-loathing) po-mo nombrilisme? Stochastic snapshots sans lexical basis? You decide!
Henry is quite the artist. In fact, I share this wonderful portrait that he has prepared on that finest of artistic forms: the Magna Doodle . Can you guess who the subject is?