My twenty-seventh letter.
Bush Days — There’s a reason the official biography about Bush was called Twenty-Seventh Letter — the lyric from “Bonedriven” captures the idea of being a part of a greater collective, but being separate at the same time. To be familiar, but on the fringe at the same time.
I rendered this letter for a project a year ago, in which I had to come up with a twenty-seventh letter for the alphabet. The concept made me think of Bush at the time, which took me back to doing art projects in high school, aping the styles of Vaughan Oliver and listening to music until all hours… which works to bring me back to the present day. Funny how that happened…
(Spoiler alert: in the book, the twenty-seventh letter is the symbol for infinity. Laaaaame.)