My husband has a chronic illness and frequently spends weeks in the hospital. I have been doodling each day while sitting with him and many of them reflect my thoughts at the time. Often appearing are desperation, hope, frustration, sarcasm, fear.
The Molting Man first appeared on my Red Spread (see second image); I refined him for the green spread (first). This bizarre Icarus deserves some kind of short story about him. I'm not sure what the plot would be. It's probably tragic.
We're not having Carnival this year on the streets here, but it's still alive on the internet! There's no reason why you can't disguise yourself all the same, it's the best part! Here’re 8 ideas for costumes this Carnival.
Melissa Sorrentino
