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Hi, I am Christine Zito, Czito (Cheeto). I am a printmaker and illustrator currently based in Baltimore, MD. This is my repository for all of my creations from finished pieces,explorative and in progress work, sketchbooks and my reference photography. On the right side of the page, explore the artists and topics that inspire me. This website is free-wheeling, intimate, and ever changing. Spend some time here with me, click all over the place. There are treasures hidden through out! Grab onto Cheeto to find out more about my personal life. To see my curated portfolio, please check out
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Journal
1.27.26
I just got back from a spur of the moment trip to NYC. A lucky fluke of my work schedule resulted in 5 days off so I took advantage of the time. I spent two days on my friend's couch in Flatbush and spent my time exploring Brooklyn. Thursday I spent a frigid afternoon roaming around Prospect Park. 
I capped off Thursday by walking through Flatbush under this beautiful sunset.
Friday I started my exploration of Mamdani's New York at a cafe in Little Caribbean called Ciao Bella which was recommended to by my friend. After my caffeine high had hit, I walked SEVENTEEN miles all around Brooklyn. It was freezing and windy and glorious. I roamed through Crown Heights, Bedstuy,Bushwick,and Williamsburg. There is an amazing bookshop in Bedstuy called "The Word is Change". I met some talented screenprinters at Bushwick Print Lab who were nice enough to show me around their workshop. I wandered and wandered and wandered, finally collapsing on a loveseat 9 hours later. 
Saturday, with my bones and muscles aching, the tempature in the teens, I dragged myself out for breakfast. I hid in my friends apartment until it was time for my train. I explored Moynihan for a few hours. The station was packed as people were fleeing the approaching winter storm. I learned about Alex Pretti on my train back to Baltimore.