He's the first who visited me, the father of the family, benevolent and bloody and wearing socks.
(i thought for a while that i wouldn't sell him since he was the very first small person i made. Then i thought that if i did sell him, it would have to be to someone very special. At the 2007 fall Coyote festival, a woman came (she signed my book as Y. Merchant) who wanted him. She was leaving the next morning for Mumbia, India, where she lives. And she wanted to take two of my drawings with her. i thought that was special enough.) (Sold.)