Frank Chimero thought it'd be fun to make a small book comparing his silhouette to a bunch of other famous ones. Once he had chosen some famous silhouettes, he realized, "Oh geez, all these guys are geniuses. I'm just an idiot." So that's what the book became about. It puts him in bouts against Dylan, Duchamp and Hitchcock, and contrasts their profiles through diagrams. He thinks he never really stood a chance, did he? Silhouettes.