So, don't mind the roughness of it all, please.... That's a pencil on the other side of her, barely in view, so you get an idea of her size.
Don't look at her tushie, k? See my deck in the backround (but don't look), it's STILL RAINING.... (fuck).
Don't look at my dog; anonymity and all (isn't he cute? but... don't look).
I think she, the sculpture now, is sweet the way one foot is pointed and one is flexed; she is sexy and playful.
Looking at this one, I am thinking of moving her hand across her chest... perhaps.
mantra: beautiful dirt
