Almost contrary to the title, ‘Misconnected’ is about, well, connections.  The relationships are strange ones, ones that link us as individuals to the muddled cultural landscape we inhabit.  It all started one chilly night when I was walking alone through Brooklyn, shuffling along, head hanging low, hands in pockets, feeling real down on myself.  Anxious and full of fears, I wrestled with my thoughts, jumping from one nagging doubt to the next. I hardly noticed where I was until I looked up to see the flickering lights of Junior’s Restaurant.  Some of the lights had burned out and the remaining letters spelled something entirely different:
UN-REST-RANT

It was from there that I became convinced of a pervasive hidden language, a garbled speech whose meanings could only be interpreted by reading all of the world’s characteristics as one singular fusion of voices.  Who knows what it’s saying?  Who knows what it means?  What if we are the ones writing these messages to ourselves, unconsciously carving connection into the landscape with every step we take, with every newspaper we crumple and leave to be found in some significant moment? What is it when the snippet of a song from the radio of a passing car intersects so perfectly with our current inner thoughts and then disappears down the street?  Does this mean anything or is this just the sound of our echoes?

Originally, this strip appeared for most of 2007 in the New York Press under the (then longer) title of ‘Missed Connections’.  My inspiration for the initial title came from the personal ads section by the same name.  There, I found a place where people attempt to recapture shared moments of meaning, often with a person only glimpsed at, reaching into the void to affirm that connection.

The strip can now be seen here, and appears in Funny Times, Overflow Magazine and other publications.

If you’d like to read a little bit about what else I do or get in contact with me, you can do that here:

http://web.mac.com/samsinkwell/iWeb/CONTACT%20AND%20ABOUT%20THE%20ARTIST/About%20Me.html