Another day of lost posts and pictures and so forth. And oh boy I won't tell the rest if you tortured me with anything at all. Not even death by chocolate could force my reality out of me. And so I am an artist. Bye-bye world. Now a lot of artists are realistic in their work, and I used to be, but I can see realism all around me, and it is hard to deal with, often.

My goal in art is to entertain myself. While I am working something takes me from the world of worries and mundane cares, and I just flow into the making of art. Or whatever I am making. It's a really good thing for me, and I like making things that people enjoy. So here is a worktray in progress, and a close-up of safety pins with beads on them. I am making those into bracelets, an 1980's revival which I am hoping to start double handedly with the interest of Miriam. She works fast, I must say, and is interested too.