Edward Philips is as good a name as any to be the author of these works, but it could easily be Anton Brassiere, Kees Decupboarder or that charlatan gobshite Andrew Boobier. It matters not; names are but signatures of the damned.

There's a lot of crap written about art, and I try to reflect the fact by ensuring most of my art and writing is commensurate with that excremental outpouring. It's a quid pro quo thing. If there is a serious point to be made, please don't make it here. I'm a serious artist who can't take art seriously. Let's keep it at that.

Look at this chap on the left, he's spilling his guts out just to please you, but he still manages wear a pleasant smile beneath that robust moustache of his. I don't have a moustache, but don't let that sway your opinion.

Caveat emptor: facetious doesn't necessarily mean facile.

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