From the creative but twisted mind of the former girlfriend, a manifestation of a brutal winter, the already famous and disturbing “Zombie Zen Potholders,” inspired by our hens, who have been locked up in their coop for weeks in this eternally arctic winter. Maria imagines them turning into Zombie Hens after all that time in there (getting a bit nervous, I checked in the coop, they were clucking contentedly and eating the remnants of Tuesday dinner – they love pasta).

I think these hens are the perfect symbols of our winter, perhaps they reveal something of the mind of the sweet and quiet woman I thought I married. She has not been quiet for awhile, and the potholders are surely not too sweet. I think she has already sold most of them, she just put them up for sale here, I think there are a few left, she made seven. I never know what’s going to come out of that Schoolhouse Studio, perhaps Frankenstein sheep are next. They cost $20 apiece, plus shipping.