They come from All Over.

They come from Iceland and from No Land.

They offer Milk and Honey along with Daggers and Needles.

They prick your sense of Morality and massage your Feeble eye of Intellect.

They contain a Little Bit of You and a Lot of Me.

Their eyes aren't always pretty, but they sure can see.

These pages are dedicated to individuals and crews that make our cities more interesting to live in.  People who color our world with angst, imagination, illusion and pride.   The statements they make are the candy lost forever in the recesses of our reptilian brain centers.