In one of the other Great Abandoned Projects of mine, the complete playing card/gypsy tarot deck lies. I think there is something terribly strange about being a maker of things, that the transition of leaving a whole life behind can jack up your groove so hard. Its like a whole piece of my plans just got buried in a storage unit, and I find them sometimes, like little lost pieces of self, time capsules of who I was and what I had planned for myself.
Behold, anyhow, the deck, 9 pieces that should be collages someday, along with the revamps of my poor lost Muses.
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