Best-selling Mexican cartoonist Jis (Jose Ignacio Solorzano) makes his American debut in Cats Don't Exist. With a childlike mastery of the obvious, an inspired sense of mischief, and hilarious insight into the human divine, Jis' comics at once recall the sensibilities of both Jules Feiffer and Terence McKenna. They are penetrating and baffling, honing in on the utter astonishment one must feel at having been born human, offering simple, earthy insights in a cosmically foreign landscape—or vice versa.
Deceptively minimalistic, Cats Don't Exist collects a handful of comic stories and individual drawings that will nudge the lucky reader gently into a dissonant universe. Included in this collection are the title story, "Cats Don't Exist," which introduces us to a world where cats replace aliens as the boogeyman of the human psyche; "To Our Dear Enemies," a thank you note to the censors for infusing boring old sex with intrigue; and "Guilt as an Aphrodisiac," wherein the author discusses his lust for rat witches and expresses his desire to snore shamelessly. Jis' work is an evolution in psychedelia, with a visionary sense of absurdity and humanity that will render you incapable of wiping that silly smirk off your face.
