These are table tennis drawings I make for a retired english teacher/table tennis enthusiast who lives in Boston.

He will use these drawings one day to fill up a phenomenal manual on Table Tennis he’s been writing for many years. I unfortunately cannot disclose the mysterious text, but imagine Kafka and David Foster Wallace sat together year after year to write it. There would be endless talk about percentages and discrepancies and politeness and of times people did or said stuff during the course of many matches. It would be a literary fiction census and a gospel for those of with OCD, for those who feed off syntactic extravagance and for the compulsive readers of footnotes.