My friend, Snow handed me a sun-bleached lobster claw he found on the shore in Maine. I drew it. Then my friend Pate found a crab claw. I found a muscle shell and my page of drawings began to take shape. I’d glued the Bee-bim bop and Japanese lettering to the sketchbook page a few weeks earlier, not knowing what I would be drawing on that page. Then it was just a matter of drawing whatever got in my way after that and presto.