Tim Cohen's drawings sound familiar, like quarters rolling past you on the sidewalk. You once forgot what that sounded like. The next time you hear it, you will feel rich reverberations from inside its metallic clatter. You will set yourself at ease on a cloud of light within it's irritatingly uneven chatter. When the quarter finally slows down, teeters and bows out of its ephemeral dance, its echoes will remain inside you.
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