and my last.
My father refused to cook it,
told me to throw it back before I killed it.
I lost all passion for fishing.
I mainly liked digging up worms for bait.
And yes, that is the one and only
9am class and I couldn't
or wouldn't get out of bed.
who is creative at 9am?
I fought a lot with my teachers.
I'm almost positive they hated me a bit.
I didn't want to talk about
'what it meant.'
I just wanted to make stuff.
Well its a first, even though I was not named. (i'm not complaining- still grateful for any exposure) These were the 'shady ladies'. The beauties I chose were real badasses: Baby Doe Tabor Belle Starr Etta Place with the Sundance Kid All the names are linked back to my personal shots of each piece and also have a description of these lovely ladies stories.
I'm letting a lot of pictures slide by that normally
I would not accept to be posted.
I have so much work to do that I can't (won't) spend
mucho time on getting the best shot.
*that means it looks better in person*
sterling silver bunny on heat treated copper.
thx to whomever sent me the finger monster.
I've forgotten who it was.