Fish-hookers!
That is genuinely my nickname for them. It kind of started as two different jokes: one “anchovy-warriors” as my partner is allergic to anchovies and cilantro. I tied in the cilantro eventually to act as those feather berlesque-style fans. I then quickly forgot about them. The second was a word association drawing exercise starting with something from my job that smelled like fish then slowly evolving into the fish hookers I have today. They’re fun they’re silly and they can mean something or not.
The one pictured are a small growing collection of “Trading cards” I’ve given some as art trade pieces or as smaller gifts. I might have to try selling some so I don’t accumulate to many though.













