Remember when you idly carved nonsense on a school desk, with a pen knife, during class? That moment. A boring summer afternoon. What to do with all the idle time?
Carving some nonsense into a tree with a pocket knife releases a tree troll, gushing, soaking out the zone… did we mention the elven eggs yet? Or feral children, paper hauses (yes hauses), or the monsters?
Drawn in fluid hyper-kinetic style, with sharp brush strokes and bathed in surreal color, The Whistling Factory is an eye-popping debut from the fevered imagination of Jesse McManus.
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