(The author’s drawing of Roberto Clemente on a page in the 1925 classic, “Street Traffic Control” by Miller McClintock, McGraw-Hill, NYC. Pen, ink, and watercolor.)

People hand me old hardbound books, I find them, or somehow, they find me. I re-purpose these old textbooks and other such volumes and genre tomes that fall into my hands where they become something else entirely. Mind you, there is enough of an old soul and hip capitalist in me to not deface a first edition of “On the Road” or the paintings of Picasso… there is simply a vast sea of otherwise ordinary books that have gone unread and await a new life. A National Geographic account of the “heroism” and “discoveries” of Lewis and Clark becomes a show ‘n’ tell treatise on how two closeted gay explorers opened up the Native lands to white insurgency in the name of God. I clean up and move on to the next one.

(Hey kids! Collage is FUN!!!)