Yes, the man who killed Captain America, rendered in ink, back in 1992 when he was just an (alleged) ex-petty criminal and aspiring cartoonist. Just one day after I seem to have subconsciously channeled him into some doodles (see previous entry), I find Ed staring out at me from some 15-year-old sketchbooks while looking for drawings for a totally unrelated project. What does it all mean?
