THERE IS A STORY behind the drawings in this book. It begins with a confession. I had hit a point where the art I needed to make had been made. Everything I had to say had been said. I was uninspired and went into exile, moving to the country, but I still maintained a studio. The studio was built on a former cattle ranch where the soil harbored an olfactory hint of its former inhabitants. On the hill beyond this perfumed pasture stood a remnant of...