...nuthouses, asylums and jails. This is one for the unrecorded fallen, those unknown names, the forgotten in numbered graves, on concrete markers. Those deemed mad because of fierce individualism, their odd eccentricities, unusual and not like standard fodder of society. Those unwilling to bend to the enforced and generalized, other view of what is reality. To the unrecognized gifted; the psychic; the undiagnosed autistic, those unusual artists that walk the fiery edge with tempting muse in soft and gentle hand leading the way...