THIS drawing piece’s contrived frame format parodies certain flairs in portrait framing. This was one of the artist’s early attempts at quasi-expressionist portraiture portraying no model’s face but an abstract Westerner (a Lincolnian sort of face).
    The face here somehow becomes a symbol of America, surrounded by other soft emblems from American pop culture (soft, as even the devil image is supposed to be funny). The whole sweet pop-ness of the piece is only shattered by a diagonal red blade (a sword? a leaf?), but the fragment of a colorful circular object above the central head returns everything back to the overall softness of the composition. Is that circular figure supposed to be something we can eat? Is it the globe? Is it a female’s parasol? Or is that a literal pizza piece from Washington D.C. hanging over someone’s unavoidably-political head, getting unavoidably political from beneath simple patterns?