by Bobby Fisher
This here’s David Cook. He’s a colourblind Kentuckian with an extraordinary vision for the absurd. He resides in Brooklyn where some talented folk live,
and where quite a few untalented tend to mingle, clogging the side walks with ironic kitty cat t-shirts and taco stained Hulihees. BTW Cooky’s one of the talented and could rock kitty cats any day of the week, but he won’t…i’m certain. On Saturdays he slays guitar for the band “Marching Teeth”, and currently lives with 2 gals who are quite messy. Come to his group show and receive a free beating. Check his drawings out now, or he might rob your grave later.