Friday, February 15, 2008

Saints Daze

Just finished a batch of magnets, having carried them with me through Kansas City, Albuquerque, and Tucson, just to put them together back at home.  Made with fragments of an early Bead Boy relic (Bead Something Edible: Beadwork, A/M 2001) and showing the one and only time that they were worn. 
Somewhere between Saint Valentine and Saint Patrick there might be found Saint Twizzler. (Imagine a smelly cellar fresco depicting this holy trinity of hearts, snakes, and edible hot pants...)