Woshibai
(forfatter)
20 km/h e-bog
135,33 DKK
How fast can you go in a buggy drawn by the flap of a butterfly's wings? How do you measure the speed of waking from a dream? Such abstract inquiries into the unrelenting absurdity of contemporary life make up this omnibus of meditative vignettes from one of mainland China's most prolific and recognizable-yet anonymous-new underground cartoonists of the current generation. Every story in 20 km/…
How fast can you go in a buggy drawn by the flap of a butterfly's wings? How do you measure the speed of waking from a dream? Such abstract inquiries into the unrelenting absurdity of contemporary life make up this omnibus of meditative vignettes from one of mainland China's most prolific and recognizable-yet anonymous-new underground cartoonists of the current generation. Every story in 20 km/h toes the line between pun and poetry, and lands somewhere just short of a zen koan: come back to it as often as you like, it will never quite read the same way twice. A nondescript figure awakes from an assembly line of identically-fashioned companions and boards a rowboat destined for the unknown. A man holds the key to sleep in his hand and uses it to disappear into his mattress. The moon is plucked from the sky and fed into a vending machine for a can of soda. Woshibai's minimalist renderings are a startlingly delightful cocktail of existential dread and silent slapstick that arrest the mind's eye with equal parts humor and grace.
E-bog
135,33 DKK
Forlag
Drawn & Quarterly
Udgivet
16.05.2023
Længde
377 sider
Genrer
FXZ
Sprog
English
Format
epub
Beskyttelse
LCP
ISBN
9781770466920
How fast can you go in a buggy drawn by the flap of a butterfly's wings? How do you measure the speed of waking from a dream? Such abstract inquiries into the unrelenting absurdity of contemporary life make up this omnibus of meditative vignettes from one of mainland China's most prolific and recognizable-yet anonymous-new underground cartoonists of the current generation. Every story in 20 km/h toes the line between pun and poetry, and lands somewhere just short of a zen koan: come back to it as often as you like, it will never quite read the same way twice. A nondescript figure awakes from an assembly line of identically-fashioned companions and boards a rowboat destined for the unknown. A man holds the key to sleep in his hand and uses it to disappear into his mattress. The moon is plucked from the sky and fed into a vending machine for a can of soda. Woshibai's minimalist renderings are a startlingly delightful cocktail of existential dread and silent slapstick that arrest the mind's eye with equal parts humor and grace.
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