Don't you love it when you find an artist who seems to have ripped an idea out of your brain and then made real, and a thousand times better? Somwhere in my basement there's a book of infantile scrawls that kind-of, sort-of, if you squint, if I whomp you with a jaffle iron, look like ugly versions of these. The arist is Zhou Fan, and his work can be found here.
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