Four men carry a duke above the mud, one gets shit on and calls it job security. A kitchen runs out of chicken, not that the Marquis will notice. A chamber pot cleaner finds enlightenment in their own soiled pants.
Trickle Down is an absurdist allegory for anyone who’s ever worked for “exposure”, had to “pay their dues”, or is stuck in a cycle they wish would break. Can you climb a ladder that doesn’t go up?
136 pages of hand painted, scanned, and guillotined fun. Digest.
Four men carry a duke above the mud, one gets shit on and calls it job security. A kitchen runs out of chicken, not that the Marquis will notice. A chamber pot cleaner finds enlightenment in their own soiled pants.
Trickle Down is an absurdist allegory for anyone who’s ever worked for “exposure”, had to “pay their dues”, or is stuck in a cycle they wish would break. Can you climb a ladder that doesn’t go up?
136 pages of hand painted, scanned, and guillotined fun. Digest.