My very old (and very talented) friend, Drew Moody, has released a new serial novel, That Time We Said Those Nice Things that “follows the adventures of a 30-something year-old fellow on the cusp of adulthood or total ruin”—which is pretty much every 30-something year-old fellow (and lady!) I know, come to think of it. His work has resonated with me since we were both undergraduates at MICA, and I’m glad to see him channeling our collective existential angst (it’s still there!) so wisely.
When he’s not drawing, Drew works as Lehmann Maupin’s head preparator—he’s been there for years. Drew is the quiet, smart, reliable, highly observant sort who gets it done every time while making mental notes along the way. The man never blinks, I swear. These are his stories and if they don’t resonate with anyone who’s served time in Chelsea … Well. Open your eyes at your next opening!
(via ttwstnt)
