DRIFTWOOD ART

I usually don't look at Forwarded emails especially those that have big attachments. But while I was trying to empty my Inbox this morning, I came across this particular one that was forwarded to me by an online buddy from Tampa, FL. I think this is a very unique art and worth sharing. Enjoy!

Attention: The artists are Women! :)









Comments

Anonymous said…
Ayy Sorry!! First I tought they were some malnourished starving horses (almost dropped to the floor), art lang pala. Didn't care to read the header, I just looked at the pics in haste..hehe.
Quite unique. That's da kind we need as an ornament infront of Barrio Fiesta. Cheers.....
3:31 PM
Kayni said…
Very COOL art! Reminds of me the exhibit going on in Virginia called "Bodies," where the artist used real human bodies. Yeah, it's sick, but it's cool. I mean, the human bodies used were well preserved and made to pose in several positions to show how the muscles move inside the body.
10:12 PM
G said…
hi tru, grabeng malnourished naman yun kung ganyan kakitang-kitang ang mga kalamnan nila! :)

Oo nga! Dapat!

Halo sis!
Talaga?! May ganun pala? Nakuh! pag dito sa Pinas yan, papamahiinin ng mga matatanda! :) hehehe

sa inyong 2, salamat ulit sa pagdalaw dito!
8:00 AM
admindude said…
wow. great work. never thought you could make such things out of driftwood.
11:42 AM
G said…
kaya nga eh! ang tindi nilang mag-isip!
1:50 PM
Anonymous said…
Humbling dexterity. Such craftmanship!
11:57 PM
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