Normaly, my titles have little or nothing to do with the subject of my post. Funny how even if were brilliant beyond compare we can never understand our fellow man. Funny how we as artist are different for this fact and ironic because we want to be understood by others. Hello, I’m a visual communicator, I speak through clay, but you’ll never truly understand me but what I would like to do is be the wall all we blind men bump into. I just want to make a small impresion in your life. All hail, for the little boy stands next to the door way in a loose batman costume, he shines of innocence and pride in what he is. If it is only for a day.