Thursday, June 26, 2008
I grew up in El Paso. The western most tip of Texas. We boarder Mexico, and New Mexco. The theme home town sparks so many memories and I wasn't sure which one I would do. There was Asarco...a tall smokestack that loomed over our elementary school playground. It was part of a copper smeltering plant and filled the air will pollution that smelled of sulfer. Or I could have done the Rio Grande. This river looks harmless and shallow but often proves deadly to those who want to cross. A simple river that devides one country from another. Intead of these very poinient icons of El Paso, I chose a symble that brought back good memories and one place that I must go to every time I return home. Chico's Tacos! I love this place.
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I apologize for my many, many, MANY misspellings. My auto correct wasn’t working, I have a cold, my spell-check didn’t check, chickens were running amok in the house, pea sized hail was pounding down from the sky, my breakfast was on fire, the kids duct taped the dog to the wall, cops were banging on the door, and my mother called. I was sort of distracted. I’m sorry and it won’t happen again.
Christy Stallop
well, with that dog taped to the wall, at least he couldn't eat your homework.
Being an artist means never having to say "I'm sorry."
JPiC
Nice illustration and I liked your text!
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