I wrote a story in 1986 and drew pictures to go with it; I titled it AY, which at the time I pronounced "I," like the letter i, and the word, yes. But right away it became A.Y., which in the story turns out to stand for "alienated youth." It was the eighteenth artist book I had made, and I was only a few years older than that. It is a curious story of "an affair of sorts," a story of two people meeting through their graffiti, or rather, never meeting. It's the story of what we desire or what we think we desire. It's a story about art and creativity. It's a story about growing up. But why am I trying to describe it when you can see it and decide for yourself?
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