The art of woodcarving dates back to pre-historic times...
Of course, we believe pre-historic times started in
southeastern Arizona during the 1880's.
We are guided by imagination, the grain of the wood, the slip
of the knife, and the colors that spilled on the floor.
We love to laugh and to hear you laugh. Come laugh with
us.
You'll always be beautiful to me !
I wrapped this all by myself !
He'll remember that exit !
We're in this together...
Can you believe, I caught this guy with my bare hands...
Don't shoot, neither one of us could stand the irony.
I'm falling...I'm falling...
Now that he's gone, lets make a run for it.
What rope you talk'n about?
Happy Birthday, babe. Thought you could use a new chamber pot.
Just can't stop that critter.
Cactus does not make a good fireman's pole.
We are bombarded with crazy ideas and love turning them into caricatures that everyone can appreciate.
This can mean whatever you want it to. I like to think that more can be accomplished when we work together; when we take aim at the same target and fire at the same time.
We like dreaming large and turning clouds into reality.
If you oppose me, don't let me know. Don't force me to open my eyes and see you in a negative manner. I'll close my ears because I don't want to hear your words or your action.
I hope love is at the bottom of this mountain. I slipped on a rock now I'm heading for eternity...please catch me!
You'll always be beautiful to me !
