I live in Brooklyn.
In 2002, Pearl gave me a blank book for my birthday that she had received from a print-maker friend from PSU. Since that time, I’ve carried the book to various bedrooms where it has stood on primary shelves or has rested in the most important of brown moving boxes.
Starla, a character who emerged in 2001, wanted something more substantial than to exist on the edge of class notes or on bar napkins. Her story appears here as it unfolded.
While the first three-fifths of pages were drawn sporadically from 2002 to 2008, the last 20 pages were completed in 2009.
The book is dedicated to my best friend Mary, who died in 2006.
This is a love story.
http://www.theperfectcompany.com/starla_and_crman/index.htm?1_M
