True bibliophiles know the jumbled feelings that come from being interrupted while you're reading. Irritation? Certainly. But also a deep confusion, like you have to resettle into your body from wherever you had been in the text. An urgency to get back to where the story was leading (because you're pretty sure you know!).
I was also thinking about people's tendency to approach women and femmes in public spaces (like on transit) and ask them what they're reading in order to force a conversation start. Yuck.
I created this print to embody the energy of that gothic house on the corner that you're scared to trick-or-treat at. A person so beautifully intimidating that you think hard before interrupting them.
