Culpable

I've been working so hard! My arms are tattooed with ink splotches, and my fingers permanently look as though I've been gardening.

I'm terrified about my show in Los Angeles. I have no idea if anyone will like my work, especially since I don't make pretty ladies, and it seems that everyone else I'm showing with makes pretty lady art. There's no boobs in my work! No boobs! Even I'd prefer to look at boobs than at weird little ugly people. Maybe I should make some mammary prints just in case.

Orange Tree Leaves

I know, I know. I've been lax. But, I'm making up for it with a bajillion new awesome prints, all waiting to be photographed.

Orange Tree Leaves:




The only "true" trees that grow in Phoenix (palm trees are actually a type of grass) are orange trees, olive trees, and palo verde trees. The orange trees like the heat, but not the lack of water, and the tree in my frontyard I water once a week to keep it alive. Their leaves have a strange double lobed shape.

I just barely learned how to make these little lined pouches from a tutorial on Twelve22 (http://www.twelve22.org/2006/07/zipper_tutorial.html). I went a tad overboard on them.