The Anatomy of An Aguamala

I was thinking that over the holidays I might try to collect some of my silly words in a book of some sort. I’ve looked at blurb and lulu.com but they just aren’t raw enough for what I’m thinking:

• textured paper covers in candy bright colors, each one-of-a-kind
• aged paper inners printed on heavy-weight parchment (the kind with little lilac remnants and seeds)
• illustrations in ink and pencil with tiny embroidery stitching

If I were to make a few, would anyone be interested in owning them? I’ll borrow excerpts from my blog, mixed with some new thoughts so dear to me that I’m afraid to post them online. Please reply (or leave a note in my ask) if you would considering purchasing a little piece of my heart.

xx