About ten years ago, or so, can’t remember… I was driving down a street in my neighborhood. I passed a man in front of his house, leaning over into the trunk of his car. What was he doing? Getting something out? Or putting something in? I imagined him all over the world, doing different things. And also traveling in time. Maybe he is a caveman carving up his dinner. Or a composer from Austria in the 1800s sitting down to his piano. Maybe he’s on a strange planet far from Earth in the year 5307. Possibly he’s just committed a crime, stabbed someone. We are all, no matter who we are, and where we come from, and what time we’ve lived in (are living in) been in this position, doing SOMETHING. But what? I have stewed over this idea all these years since seeing this man, a stranger on the street. This image has been stuck in my head. So I’m finally doing something about it! I’ve started a new series. Here are the first ones. I have SO many plans for this dude, this man, the multi man….