Right Turn and Wholly Unwhole

Humanity, either by its own volition or by subtle prodding, is like a huge school of fish darting hither and yon in a continually shrinking fish bowl. It seems we've made a sudden turn to the right. And what if we could see ourselves as we truly are, twisted, imperfect and incomplete? Would we be so quick to jump into bed with a being who is 'Wholly Unwhole?' These are the last two from the 5.75 by 3 inch notepad. So here is Original Jones Art, unschooled yet completely self-disciplined, knowing himself to be unwhole here in that blubbering school we call Austin, Texas.