Thursday, September 23, 2010

The unbelievable unsightly Grungycritter has made its way across the sea to lands I have never been too. A piece of aspired art, yet not to everyone’s taste. Some will smile, others will laugh and some will spend their hard earned money to get their hands on something so uniquely different. It’s a past time of yester year where crazy quilts are recycled and buttons are removed from once very fashionable clothing. Painted and sanded, stained and rusted all to give it the look like no other. I have been called the Queen of Grungy…dirty or inferior, shabby. Funny I don’t see myself as such. Very clean handmade dolls made to look and take on the name of no other...The Grungycritters... sold in a country near you.

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