Since falling in love — only a couple of days ago — a change in Jon Adams’ work is obvious. He has gone from drawing bloody limbs on the ground to floating bunny clouds in the air. And while you’ll agree that the line work is simply amazing, we wanted to get to the core of what makes this lovebird tick … again. We sent him three questions and he went ahead and added a fourth one of his own about our collective intelligence, using the pronoun “I.” We thought about censoring every single one of his responses, but didn’t have the time. Hence, this fucking sweet drawing, followed by a Q&A. Is he snarky? Is he serious? Is he blasphemous? Is he nice? Is he pretty? Is he obsessive-compulsive? You be the judge, readers … You be the jury, readers … You be the court transcription agent, readers … Do all of that stuff. We’re not in the mood. — Editor

Q. What makes you tick?
A. Are you referring to my nervous facial tick, or are you asking what drives me creatively? I’ll assume the latter, since the former would be a fairly crass question (even from you). I’m driven by a number of things. Firstly, there’s my desire to save mankind. It was only after several years of trying to save the world through extensive substance abuse that I discovered I could do even more by drawing pictures. That was a real epiphany for me. But more than that, I’m driven by God. He’s not my co-pilot so much as he’s my driver. And I’m his steering wheel. Or no, wait. I’m the car or something. Or whatever kind of vehicle. That’s not important. The point is, I heed his word, lest he smite me. When God says “draw,” I draw. Sometimes he’ll ask for a portrait or maybe a comic. Once he asked for a doodle on a napkin and had me autograph it. He was dressed as a sleeping child in a stranger’s house when that happened. He’s funny.

Q. You’ve fallen in love. Why?
A. Love isn’t something you can ever “explain” or “think about.” It’s like asking why it rains or where leprosy comes from. It just “is.” It’s a fuzzy logic; the more you try to define it, the less defined it becomes. Obviously you’ve never been in love, or you would know not to ask such stupid questions. I can’t believe you’ve wasted my time with this.

Q. To what extent does your “bunny cloud” series serve as propaganda for not killing bunnies?
A. I’m not here to say it’s wrong or right to kill bunnies. All I mean to say is that bunnies are on Earth to be eaten, worn as clothes, turned into key chains or stuffed and mounted. I can’t control what people do to bunnies in the privacy of their own home. But what I can do is create art that makes the viewer think (about things they can do with bunnies). If, in the end, it results in a dead or mostly dead bunny rabbit, it’s not my fault. And besides, you can’t make such blanket statements. Who’s to say the bunny didn’t get what he deserved? Just because bunnies are fluffy doesn’t mean they’re innocent. I learned that the hard way.

Q. I’m not too bright, but I’m smart enough to know you’re awesome. Would you consider being friends with me?
A. No, not really. Talk to my agent, though, and he can send you an official rejection email. Or, for a nominal fee, he will dress up like me and be seen with you around town. But you’re not allowed to talk to him, touch him, or give him any gifts.