The cover is gorgeous and the concept was interesting but this “read” like an art installation and the dialect—chosen to convey the frustration the author has towards racism and living within a society where he is considered “other”—was a distraction.
I wanted to like this but it’s not as accessible as I imagined it would be and left me feeling disconnected, at times, as it often seemed as if Young were making it up as he went along.
Perhaps, as a coffee table book, or maybe as the impetus for a discussion on the ways we are able to express ourselves visually, this book is a perfect choice. But, as a selection for the lay reader, it’s a tough add.
Overall, it was okay, but I would hesitate to recommend it to anyone.