There must be some connection between the sun-soaked desert sounds of death mariachi and the sun-soaked deserts of Antarctica. Because listening to the entire Calexico catalog for the past week has spurred me on into a frenzy of ink, water and broken brushes, and ta da! I have completely finished the pieces for the upcoming show!
They are all here, in all their blue and white glory. (the images might look a bit dull, have no fear, it is my lack of photoshop on Stephen's computer.)
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