Finally, My Artwork Hangs In Public Institution

In a hole-in-the-wall taco joint in Michigan, amidst cactus music and a stampede of hot sauce, you may hear the call of one proud birdie. There is no price tag upon this one-of-a-kind artwork, for if you have to ask the price of napkin art you cannot afford it.

Tios Restaurant, Ann Arbor, Michigan, USA

It is rumored that in mid-summer of 2008 a satiated patron snatched a napkin thumbtacked to the wall to clean up after the Exploding Jalapeño Poppers. His art of choice? None other than “T is for Tios”. So proud am I!

The grapevine also reports that sections of “T is for Tios” are currently exhibiting in a pack of recycled LaserJet paper and a paper grocery bag in East L.A.

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