The little house with the grill (this is Argentina, we eat meat a lot) and my art studio was the perfect place to have them.
From the construction of this little house, some woods were left. Well not so left, I rescued them. They looked used, but this made them more attractive.
I transfer the phrases, paint them with acrylics and a liner and then cut them.
There is another: "Dear mosquitoes, please suck my fat, not my blood". Because thinking isn't everything....
There is another: "Dear mosquitoes, please suck my fat, not my blood". Because thinking isn't everything....
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