THE CHICKEN LADY COMETH

A coyote howls at a full moon dominating the starless desert sky. Beneath, a range of silver-lit mountains hunker like golems. At their base, two silhouetted figures, stark as hieroglyphs, engage in what resembles a ritual dance. There's the lone totem of a cactus; the colors orange and blue. The scene is primal. Tribal. Conceived in the mind and eye of my friend, artist Eduardo Ramirez-Marin ...


Read the complete story:

www.lasvegascitylife.com/articles/201...