Artist. Thinker. Radical Seeker.
  • Manguage

    So before I could formally read or write I developed my own written language to communicate with my imaginary friend at the time, Bacca. Bacca had the head of a pig, a human body, and lived in a forest with his family.

    September’s print is my first attempt at recreating the language I used when writing him letters. When cutting the linoleum I was conscious of writing backwards so the print would render “correctly.” Also by using this process I was thinking about my youth as a reflection of where I am today.

    The edition is limited to 5 because I’m still not sure if they’re any good or really why I’m doing them. I also might have run out of paper.


    September 1 – 1 Notes
    #Man Bartlett