Forced to endure the flight with a circuitous flibbertigibbet and her forty fiends, he fantasized of duct tape, sleeping pills and first class. How he longed to be home in his tiny little house, reading King Lear in silence.
circuitous flibbertigibbet; 2014; ink, watercolor, gouache on paper; 30'x22"
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