I found this old review online by truegrit:
jeff gabel @ spencer brownstone - i know it's bad to romanticize an artist's lonely life (he was freezing in a garret!), but i can totally imagine this guy spending his days in some library - he does work a day job as a librarian - reading obscure books and musing about the nature of things, then berating himself for musing at all. or, maybe it's all just a put-on. the show consists mainly of scribbly little portraits, accompanied by bits of text describing the potentially awkward position that each person was in in that exact moment. a lot of the descriptions start out "some poor fucker who just..."