“Ok, here I go. Remember to steer into it — Don’t take your mind off it, get comfortable in your discomfort — Your body isn’t trying to kill you — Panic attacks aren’t actually dangerous — your heart will beat totally normally soon…”
Thus begins Mike Taylor’s raw and beautiful soul cry for America, as a modern-day Virgil in a hoody traverses the gasping and confusing psychological landscape of right now. In this inclusive and experiential journey, Taylor’s ecstatic mark making comes together to form a transcendental bridge that guides the reader to a more elemental place — not unlike paradise.
As a neat bonus, the dust jacket unfolds into a oversized psychadelic poster!
"As visceral and immediate as a car crash, In Christ There Is No East or West is a jolt you will remember." — The Comics Journal
"Mike Taylor fulfills the dream of comics as a radical democratic art form, as he applies his heart and mind to a portfolio of our (and his) great concerns, contradictions, and shortcomings. Taylor quietly, humbly, and aggressively filters it all through 'lines on paper,' not wallowing in the mediums simplicity while never discarding its backbone of intense communication." —Austin English (Domino Books, Gulag Casual)