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Liartown/Sean Tejaratchi Is Making a Liartown Book, Which Might End Up Being One of the Best Coffee Table Books of All Time

For years, Sean Tejaratchi, better known by his site Liartown USA, is putting out a book of all his off-kilter, hilarious, surreal, and absurd satirical art.  

We’ve featured Liartown from time to time as it is one of our absolute favorite things. An entire book, we think, will make for a great addition to your personal library and an absolutely perfect coffee table.

Called, “Liartown: The First Four Years”, it’s set to come out in November, but is available for pre-order now.

You can get more details from Sean himself here including this gem:

“I am accustomed to colors. Will this book have colors?”
Every page will be full, glorious color. I think there’s one page that’s almost entirely black, but that’s still technically a color, as you know.

“Will the colors be any good?”
Close your eyes and imagine yourself stumbling out of a darkened forest onto a dazzling beach. You spy a rainbow, bathing nude in a lagoon of equal parts motor oil and distilled water. (If you want to imagine yourself naked, too, go ahead.) Swirling, hypnotic eddies of reflective iridescence trail in the rainbow’s seductive wake, decorating the surface with over forty million billion trillion unique colors. You walk downstream, still naked if that’s how you’ve decided to picture yourself, watching the colors flow into a single torrent, churning over discarded displays of semi-gloss paint samples until at last tumbling down mossy, shadowed chines, verdant and overgrown. The pigments plunge down, down, into a chocolate church, the hallowed walls of which hold towering windows of intricate stained glass, forged aeons ago by master craftsmen who swore blood oaths to faithfully capture the ruddy pinks, the sun-kissed tans, the rich, dusky hues of every member of the human race on earth or below the sea. The sky outside this otherworldly cathedral is lit by over thirty to forty different suns, one green, one red, one blue, and then plenty of other kinds (inc. brown). These ancient orbs, locked in a cosmic dance as old as time itself, send their rays to find you inside. Multi-hued beams burst effortlessly through the fragile glass to reach, at long last, the rods and cones at the backs of your eyes that have waited for this fleeting moment, so patiently, since your birth.

So yeah, I’d say the colors are gonna be pretty good.