WE'VE SORT OF STOPPED ASKING SO YOUR GUESS IS AS GOOD AS OURS, PART THREE
In case you haven't noticed, we haven't been posting much lately—we've been swamped and haven't busted out the camera to throw together the new. So this is what we get: a flood of a different sort. Madness, posing as art, by Clovis Tillman. No disrespect, brother, but we can't make heads or tails of this nonsense. Lovely images, yes; but what the fuck? Still, keep them coming (we know you will) and we'll keep throwing them up when we drag ourselves out from under long enough to write this accompanying blather. Oh, by the way, why don't you drag your ass in to the shop and lend your brothers a hand?