Sam Brown draws simple pictures. Simple shapes. Simple colors. Simple, round-headed cartoon characters. Which is not to say that Sam's job is simple: He draws pictures, usually several per day, that somehow fit titles that strangers have suggested -- some poetic ("i opened my heart and there she was," at left), some basic ("i listen to records all night long"). In the end, the simple fact is that Brown's pictures and his audience's words are a rewarding combination.

Harold Check