This is a book of poems. It’s called “Ichi” which I guess means “One” but I am not quite sure.
My son said of the artwork that it looks like what he could do. He wasn’t impressed.
This book was hard for me. They were poems with a lot of wordplay. The above page shows one of the more straightforward poems: “Cup”
A cup can’t walk by itself.
If nobody takes it to the sink
It will still be on the table tomorrow.
Three years from now it will still be there.
After ten years it will still be there.
….and so on.
(You get the drift.)