Houston originated illustrator makes me want to throw my hands into the air, in the rain and just scream... and scream- and maybe cry a little bit... I was introduced to his work through a solo show of his I came upon in SF a few months back. Every so often I get this feeling that breaks me- and Adrian hits it. I own and adore a few of Adrian's darkly felt works and just want to hide them under my bed and stare at them with a flashlight all nite long. Sometimes I do. Adrian.
Thats whats up... Feel me!?