"Angry Grimace Jellyfish," by B, Delaware, Ohio, marker on white paper

Just like his admitted idol, filmmaker David Lynch, irrepressible line drawer, B, blends fantasy and reality with all the subtlety of a jab from a freshly sharpened Dixon Ticonderoga. Look no further than the title of his latest -- “Angry Grimace Jellyfish” – an obvious “holla” to the blatant semi-seriousness Lynch employs in plot and characters like the now infamous “Log Lady.” The difference is that Lynch, through film, has the ability to push and pull his viewers towards either side of the reality spectrum, constantly shifting the ground they stand on, forcing them to question and ultimately readjust their vantage point. “Angry Grimace Jellyfish” ends where it begins – with an angry jellyfish resembling Grimace dancing on an air mattress that has somehow sunk to the bottom of the sea. The only thing left to question is the emerging fecal matter with arms. Ho hum.