Graphic Tales From a Manic Mind

A sudden call to action from the Empire State Building. A Royal Flush of powerful men. A smell of roses in the air. A parade of birds flying in circles, forming a halo. Where is the invisible line that separates reality from delusion? Are signs trustworthy? How far can the imagination go without restraint and what –good or bad– might stem from it? At the age of 37, Irma B...