Paul Engeris have been drawing ever since he could hold a pen. Those who have known him across the decades remember a child, a boy, a teenager, a man, who would eat - and draw, speak - and draw. hold business meetings - and draw. The result is a compelling, provocative body of work, produced entirely in ink, which entices the viewer into scenes that perhaps Breugel would appreciate, or Dante, or curiously, Escher. There are images here of old crones and nubile women, of howling, horned devils and haloed angels. There is graphic porn, too, in the engorged genitalia of men, women and beats, floating past caricatures of the heads of state and the church.
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