According to what Shane Hope writes about himself, he appears to be the new Kenji Siratori, only with a firm grip on the English language. His Compile-A-Child drawings are born from the foglet community of Transmetropolitan and childhood days when skies will be grey, your feet will be cars, your eyes mirrors, your cunts and cocks always wired into a better ‘verse that flips into standby during day/nightshifts and the Zionite dub-cum-dubstep will serve as your audio equivalent of the morning coffee when there’s nothing left at all. Most of them love living, but one doesn’t. (via via accelerating future)