“They tend to misunderstand the paper man with scissor hands
Who watches the hourglass for grains of sand
To fall and fall again as he pretends
That everything he lays his hands on doesn’t turn to shreds”
(Twiztid, “LDLA-IBCSYWA”, 2012)
These are the initial Juggalo paintings and drawings I made before visiting America, at the time the working title was “Papermen” because the impetus to creatively investigate this subculture came from the Twiztid lyrics quoted here, and the unexpected soft underbelly that they reveal.