The K is a sequel of sorts; a nagging voice ringing in the distant corners of somewhere shared, asking for a fulfilment.
The K is a Frankenstein’s monster, part Kermit, part myself, powered by the dark pulsating energies of a modern ‘Psychgeist’.
Even though they are my illustration, I have always thought of Lies and Other Fools as belonging to Kermit and Howard… that story is told elsewhere.
The intent of Lies, from both Kermit and myself, was of a tale told in the ‘psychedelics’ inspired line that was starting to become my ‘modus operandi’ when we first met.
That vision was not to be.
What did happen however, was the creation of the be-hatted character ‘K’, and his surreal world of ‘Hypo-Cossacks’ and sewer dwelling, syringe-fingered horrors.
We left him back in 2017… waiting beneath the tree of life for whatever direction the fates had in store.
It’s been a long four years, with much water flowed under the proverbial bridges, with those ‘dark, pulsating energies’ having continued for both of us.
But it’s time to revisit our lonely stranger… to tease him from beneath the sheltering branches that have held him in shadow for so long with a truer vision of who he is… and let him free.