You poor thing Sweet, mourning lamb There's nothing you can do It's already been done
I mounted this Webkinz to a piece of wood that I stained, then created and inserted all of his insides. The guts are mixed media, consisting of knitting, beading, weaving, and crocheting. His heart is a rose quartz stone and his liver is a rubber fishing lure.
Inspired by the above lyric to Ethel Cain’s song, “Ptolemea”
