I went to high school with a young man named Martin Iles, who would constantly fill up sheets of paper with tiny, intricately-rendered pen-and-ink sketches like this. I often wondered what his interior monologue must sound like. Martin, wherever you are, I hope you made it, buddy.
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Very interesting...LOL
I went to high school with a young man named Martin Iles, who would constantly fill up sheets of paper with tiny, intricately-rendered pen-and-ink sketches like this. I often wondered what his interior monologue must sound like. Martin, wherever you are, I hope you made it, buddy.
This Todd Schorr is great.
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